Description
It's strange, the location of the Four-Faced Liar. Located in the grimiest part of Greenwich Village, where sex shops and Grey's Papaya line 6th Avenue, the Liar is incongruously modest, if not downright wholesome. The bar itself has the aesthetics of an antiquated living room--mahogany tables, navy-blue-and-off-gold paint job, books resting on raised shelves--mashed with a tiny game room's innards, like the Big Buck arcade game, foosball table, and flat-screen TV. Following suit is a modest crowd, combining dudes hoping to bro-down over some foosball with bookish post-grad types.
