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Like a blasé rock star, 87 Ludlow’s effortless cool is carefully calculated. The seedy back-alley vibe is cultivated via black leather couches, local artwork you need a flashlight to see, and dim, narrow hallways perfect for random makeouts and tequila overconsumption (though probably not in that order). Thursday night open-mike comedy is hit or miss, but the $2 PBRs substantially lift the mood on off nights. Two flat-screens dedicated to the Yankees or Edward Scissorhands entertain the few who show up early. On the weekend, D.J.'s spinning soul cuts transform the hook of the U-shaped bar into a makeshift dance floor.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.