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Now this is
a bar. Actually most visitors don't even know the true name of this
place -- often calling it just 7B -- but they know after ten minutes
if they're going to be able to handle it. With a full stock of Mötley
Crüe and Led Zeppelin in the juke, ice cold Budweiser on tap,
a giant horseshoe shaped wooden bar that has been beaten to shit,
a bartender with more tattoos than your average inmate and more cigarette
smoke than oxygen, this place is a throw back to what you'd expect
of the real East Village. So if you don't feel like carving your initials
into a table with a switchblade or playing a vintage 1980's pinball
machine, this may not be your place. Apparently it's cool enough for
Norm MacDonald, though, as he's been spotted drunkenly signing autographs
with his pants down in the men's bathroom. [MF]
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