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Hmmm, boring. Once
a yuppie mecca, this place actually had the nerve to demand patrons
produce I.D. proving they were over 24! On top of that, they required
bar goers to wear collared shirts and those stupid little brown shoes
that the sheep-like New Englanders seemed to buy in gross. Now, the
bar is sparsely populated with East Side bottom feeders and the occasional
drunk mongoloid. [MF]
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