" It was a place to drink alone. A place for executive suicides who needed courage, broken cops who couldn’t cope with the loneliness they built into their lives, writers who could no longer write and priests who could no longer forgive even their own sins. It was a place to drink mean, as long as you still had the green. "

― Michael Connelly , The Black Ice (Harry Bosch, #2; Harry Bosch Universe, #2)