It’s not called Tancat, it’s not called anything. It’s just a shutter door on the corner of Calle Carmen and Calle Sant Llatzer. Knock it, wait, smile and walk in. Inside it can be empty, full, serious, boisterous. Always a bit dishevelled but cheap and open very late. Barcelona has a number of these “nod-nod, wink-wink” bars. Just keep your eyes peeled.
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