Union Hall
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Meet Me in the Bathroom and Tell Me All Your Secrets
On a humid night in NYC, all the young, beautiful Brooklyn children who had grown bored with playing indoor bocce or taking pensive fireplace selfies wandered down to a dimly lit basement bar. With a cold drink in every hand and a hot butt in every folding chair, they waited
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NYC Broke-Ass Valentine’s Day Roundup
What’s love on this day? It’s just another excuse to get drunk and have fun! Stimulate’s Annual Valentine’s Blood Massacre VI Wanna get a little hardcore this year? Stimulate offers a little something for the mind, the body, and the dance floor. Expect to catch bloody cupids, fallen angels and
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This Literary Magazine Release Party Will Be Epic!
The Huge Release Party for the Literary Magazine In case you haven’t heard, we just put out an incredible literary magazine called The Dreams I Dreamt: Letters to San Francisco thanks to a grant from the Civic Joy Fund. It’s a gift to San Francisco, where 19 of The City’s
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Screw Love: The Broke-Ass Anti-Valentine’s Day Round-Up
There’s nothing quite like a slew of glittery cardboard hearts, strategically plastered throughout the lifeless windows of New York City’s retail stores, prepping themselves for that one day in February. There isn’t another imitation holiday that can arrogantly compete, nothing else that simply screams out: commercialized holiday bastardizing the idea
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Union Hall: Go for the Bocce, Stay for the Bathrooms
I am unfortunately not in NYC right now for the shit ton of snow and to punch people who use the word “snowpocalypse,” but agree that it looks like father winter was super drunk and got carried away with the whole weather thing. I know for a while I’d be
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FREE Park Slope’s Annual 5th Ave Street and Music Fair
Man this city is so spoiled. It seems like every weekend brings some new street fair or open air market and my money just finds new and inventive ways to wander off. My only previous experience with street fairs before moving to New York involved old veterans on canes and
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Brooklyn Lyceum Fair and Derby Day Party
Now that the weather is finally cooperating it’s time to slip on something revealing and finally expose your pallid extremities to some actual sunlight. Because let’s face it, pasty skin only sparkles in teen bop vampire movies. Lucky for you, this city is experiencing an influx of outdoor markets on
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Vicarious Crafting at Adult Education
For the most part, I think all people have the ability to be crafty. I mean, we all survive elementary school and figured out how to glue pasta onto things. But there is the rare individual who will wind up gluing their fingers together with a glue gun, licking the
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Adult Education: Can Your Wrist Shoot Webs?
Every time I’ve watched an Austin Powers movie, I’ve thought that I’d like to rig my boobs to shoot bullets like the fembots (but with the ability to switch back to regular boobs sometimes). I know this is impossible, as they are robots and I’m not interested in becoming a