A living legend, and every bit as dangerous as the city it’s named after – granted, you won’t get bombed, but you might just wish you had once that hangover stirs. Yip, here’s one of those places that goes until the last man standing, and that’s frequently an hour that coincides with sunrise. Set well inside the guts of an industrial age palace nights in Bagdad are riotous, and will leave you questioning quite who thought to add ‘café’ to the name. It’s no such thing, and has a solid gold name for long, messy nights. Popular with uni-age wasters, find your night complimented by a leftfield music policy mixed up by DJs called Fagot and Senga.