Golden Days Before They End
Klaus Pichler (Photos), Clemens Marschall (Texts)
They still exist, these little inns, bars or – as the customers refer to these places – dens in Vienna, Austria, where time seems to have stopped. If you pass by, you hear loud laughter through the half open door – and only very few walk in. Too often, these places appear in the media with reports of a fight or a stabbing between friends over a misunderstanding during one of their drinking sessions. For many customers, these are the only places they find somebody to talk to. Most of the time, the whole bar takes part in one conversation. These are substitute families with their own daily rituals. Once you’ve joined the family, you stick together and you drink together – all day, every day… The only sign betraying the ravages of time, is people dying. And with them, the last of these refuges for a dying drinking generation – places that are soon to disappear forever.