Superdive, formerly Rapture Cafe

Bonnie?

Pops, your sentiments are brilliant.

Its like the proprietors are purposefully trying to come up with the most obnoxious formula.

I second Miss U., Bonnie?

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can we have the junkies and criminals back?

Well, at the helm is buggy Alan from The Cock, and our very own Keith from Mother has left The Box to help him set up the place.
As far as the "theme" goes, it smells to me like it might be just a holding pattern sort of thing. I wouldn't be at all surprised if The Cock on Second Avenue wound up there four or five months down the road, but who can say?

Ok, it does sound completely awful but you have to hand it to Alan. A "fuck off" lounge to corral all the drunk girls getting hit on. It's kinda brilliant.

Maybe on paper but it sounds like it will attract half of Bleeker Street.

If it is a subterfuge as Hatches speculates, I think that is a cagey move. But in the interim, blech.

Alan runs the place? That explains why none other than Mona was sitting out front checking IDs the other night when the wife and I walked by with Napoleon.

Meanwhile, there's some cafe in the old Cock space. You couldn't pay me to ingest food in there. Can you imagine all the semen, piss and feces that must still be embedded it? Not that I'd hesitate to do shots, snort lines or rim some go-go boy's hole at the NEW Cock but still. A bar is one thing, a place where you DINE is another.

Not to be disciplinarian, but it is about time you clocked in here with a contribution. Just saving your hot backside for strolls down the avenue? Or do we just have to come up with a vulgar enough topic for you?
I always marvel at the new incarnations of olde neighborhood 'institutions.'
The Gargoyle Mechanique, original anarchist home, H.Q. for one of the LES's best radical theater groups, local crash pad and sometimes acid house party became a sports bar hosting parties for law firms.
R.A.P.P. Arts Center became a 'culture center' run by Catholic nuns.
Kathy Taylor's Mosaic Books -a place that use to import authors from South Africa, Cuba, China, etc. to do readings- became a high end hair salon.
The Gas Station (who remembers?) became a paunchy overpriced condo building.
Robots became a hipster lounge.
El Bohio, all five stories of it, is still in mothballs.
The Paladium became ( a true real estate fascisim story ) NYU housing.
La Cieba became a place that sells corn dogs.
What I wanta know is when does Commerce Bank become the Cock?