Friday presented what seemed to be a marathon of tasks to complete. I took them on: one by one. Finishing just after five p.m. I met a friend for happy hour at 119 Bar (his choice).
Step inside. I've been here before: barely lit. Ripped couches. Folks dressed in grunge. It's a combination of every dive bar I ever frequented in college.
Step inside. I've been here before: barely lit. Ripped couches. Folks dressed in grunge. It's a combination of every dive bar I ever frequented in college.
Decent vibe.
Juke box.
When in Union Square, I'd say give it a shout. Beers are just $4-5.
photo: nymag.
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