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If you're planning a
night out in a bar in the Port Authority, then you have some serious
problems. If you're eating a meal here, then I don't know what to
tell you--other than you have some serious problems. There's really
no reason for this place to exist other than to ply major alcoholics
with one for the road. There are, of course, those lost souls who
drown themselves here most every night, chatting up other worn commuters
with their cheap ties at half mast and hairsprayed dos drooping. It's
a sad little family that inhabits this strangely empty space. We would
go on, but the black cloud of despair is moving in fast and we need
to take cover. [MF]
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