Once upon a debauched time, West 27th Street was the beat, beat, beating heart of the city’s club scene, with such notorious haunts as Pink Elephant, B.E.D., Spirit and, of course, the queen of them all, Bungalow 8. Marquee still throbs around the corner, but that is about it—all thanks to an elevator shaft and a little rezoning. Read More
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