in my day, and i don't think it's any different now (becos people are still the same in behaviour and thinking patterns), people who go to a bar (or disco as it was called then), are generally out for a good time. some unlucky souls go to get drunk to drown their sorrows, but generally, everyone's there to have fun.
very few acquaintances lead to something more substantial, except that they seriously wish to get laid perhaps, or sloshed.
but once in a blue moon, one might get lucky, and depending on how one plays the cards, a real friendship could bloom..... so look out for that blue moon :) hasn't happened in my time yet...
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