Check out a local band. Have a Chimay. Listen to an out-of-town band. The cheese plate is good. You can play some bocce ball. Stone walls. Dim light. It's good to be at Union Hall. You could probably even take your dad, at least I could. There's even a song about it. Upper collegiate enthusiasm mashed with a Brooklyn edge.
Park Slope. Union Street (imagine that!) at Fifth Avenue.
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