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If Hell's Kitchen's Westies gang came back from purgatory as white-collar crooks, this duplex watering hole is where they'd hang. A popular after-work destination for Midtowners, Gaf feels part frat funhouse, part dusky neighborhood dive. Framed collages of happy regulars smile down on other happy regulars playing darts and video trivia. A jukebox deals out classic rock anthems as reliably as a tape-making college roommate. Romantic networking is the business at hand, but as the night wears on, only locals linger. One more round, one more game of darts and it's home to check the e-mail and put together the materials for tomorrow's presentation. — Bruce Bennett