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The Phoenix is my favorite gay bar. I've only been to three in my life, so take that for what it's worth, but I can't imagine one more fun: divey and dirty (but not BJs in the men's room dirty, though I'm a naA-f, don't forget), with a decent jukebox, cuddly, generous bartenders, and a relatively unfussy gay-guy clientele (T-shirts and jeans, not power fags in power suits with handmade shoes). Plus, this seems to be where wholesome NYU types end up, ready to be exploited, which ought to count as a point in the bar's favor.
