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My daughter and I stopped in today, and the manager, Alec, seemed to be very high on something. His shirt was very dirty as was his hair. As we entered, he told us he had the hiccups. Okay. I asked for a sample of soup and was told, We haven 't done that for 4.5--5 years. Okay. We got our food and found a table. I visited the bathroom to wash my hands. It was very dirty; the pink ring in the toilet told a story of days and days of neglect. When I got back to the table, I noticed floor tiles popping up, and a dirty smear that passed for mopping, I guess, on the floor. I saw the young woman who prepared our food and told her about the impaired young man and the bathroom. She told me the young...