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In the land of the lounge,
the Broome Street Bar is a nice respite. There's no velvet rope, and
most of the clientele look well-fed. Jeans are the norm (with the
occasional wandering tourist in shorts and high socks), and attitude
is at a minimum. The crowd is your typical downtown, youngish after-work
bunch just looking for a few beers and a burger in a relaxed atmosphere.
The bar is anything but fancy, and you can tell the owners want it
that way. Whoever these Bob and Kenn guys are whose names are over
the door may sound like some awful morning zoo radio show, but they
have their niche in this 'hood where fancy- shmancy places are a dime
a dozen. [MF]
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