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Man, is that a club or did TSA just set up an airport security line on New York Avenue? Street address is subliminal tactic to encourage Manhattanite behavior. Girls named Jazmyn freeze their bare thighs, keep checking nails and texting before getting through the white pillars and into the glossy wooden insides. Boys named Tyrrell polish their faux lizard skins and blow a paycheck or two for an icy bottle in some plush corner. Fergie rulz.
A split-level, split-personality downtown lounge with artistic lighting, hip-hop beats from the DJ, and a gaggle of very happy Happy Hour patrons. Yes, this lounge either isn't quite sure what it i... read more
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