2, 3, 4, 5, A, C, J, Z at Fulton St.
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Temporarily closed, due to construction.This massive camp sits squarely on some of the priciest real estate on the globe, taking over the former Water Taxi Beach and keeping the sand, lean-to bars, and booming sound system. On a summer day, with the Brooklyn Bridge framing the horizon, you’d just be a jerk not to admit that “yeah, well, this is pretty cool.” That said, those with a laundry list of peccadilloes may grit their teeth: Thought-numbing bass—check! Baby carriages—check! Sunburned, rent-a-bike tourists—check! But then you get your beer and your bratwurst and you recalibrate. Look, there’s actual sand! And there’s beach chairs! Is that a life-size chess board? Ping-Pong! And, well, yes, kids do have a right to exist. Large wedding-style tents provide cover during downpours or shade for the fair-skinned. And while this casual atmosphere allows those who’ve got it to flaunt it, the eclectic crowd won’t make the winter-bellied feel like they’ve landed at Muscle Beach.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.