When someone mentions a hostel bar, No. 7 is not what typically springs to mind. Tucked into the back of a courtyard, No. 7 is efficiently compact and modern, with a stylish, two-tone interior and quietly competent bartenders - - the kind of place you might expect to find a suavely dressed Double-Oh sitting at the bar, sipping on a vodka-something, waiting for a meet-up and keeping an eye on the courtyard packed with revellers during the hot season. In walks a mysterious woman, and the night begins...
