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This place somehow reminds
me of the lobby of the giant, 1980's UES apartment building I used
to live in--and that was before they ripped out the Fortress of Solitude-like
white icicle-looking ceiling. Nothing like some nice Home Depot light
fixtures to brighten up an overly-bright Irish pub. I don't know about
the rest of you, but I feel there should never be clean, light wood
in an Irish pub. You should not be able to eat off the floor and see
your reflection in the bar. Pubs are supposed to be about old world
charm, smoke and dankness. It shouldn't feel like drinking a beer
in The Edward Jones Dome. The night we were at this joint, there was
not an ounce of humanity to be found--or fun--but we suppose this
former location of Alligator Alley probably fills with kiddies pretty
well come the weekend. Poor lads'll never know what it is to be in
an authentic pub. [MF]
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