Living in Japan or visiting as a traveler, do you ever feel a sense of inconvenience? Perhaps it’s the language barrier, finding it hard to get what you want to eat, or feeling a bit self-conscious under the gaze of those around you. But please don’t worry too much. When that happens, I hope you’ll knock on the door of bar 83rd.

I feel that our owner doesn’t really sense the walls of language or race. Japanese people are often said to have an island-nation mentality, but in this place, all “drinkers” are equal. Regardless of nationality or background, everyone can quietly face their drink in the same space.

However, there is just one rule we hold dear. We politely decline entry to anyone who is already heavily intoxicated—whether they are Japanese or from any other country. I’d be happy if you could see this as a modest boundary to ensure everyone spends their time happily and peacefully.

What you need when you visit this place is no special etiquette or difficult language. Just a little respect for the space and time that is bar 83rd—that is more than enough. Tonight as well, in front of the 83rd shelf, we are waiting for you, quietly lining up drinks and words.