Singles Adventures in New York City
My friend J lives in another East Coast city and likes to visit New York because he seems to get lucky only when he's here. He suggests that if you plan to drown your loneliness in alcohol on the 14th, do at the Coyote Ugly Saloon, 153 First Avenue between 9th and 10th Streets (you've heard of the Coyote principle, haven't you?). He has a vague recollection of a cute bartender named Lolliana who kept climbing up on the bar and pouring obscene amounts of rail alcohol down his throat. She also has a penchant for pouring some 151 in her own mouth, lighting a match and blowing huge fireballs. J wouldn't choose fire as his first choice for something to blow, but it definitely comes in second in his mind.
