(The last time around, they moved the location to Brooklyn, sending a bus from Chelsea. A bathhouse-y party that starts slowly, but after the toweled (and usually hot) patrons have had a few thousand drinks, it becomes a nouveau version of the twin cities–Sodom and Gomorrah. Just walking to the bar there, you might find yourself suddenly entrenched in a nine-way involving every fetish you never even dreamed of. Here they are, in all their grubby desperation and/or fascinating appeal: Yes, there are still some places, even in the wake of crackdowns and internet hookups.
