Don't you love it when you've been working on a story for New York mag about the 27th Street nightclub strip for three months and then someone gets brutally shoved down an elevator shaft and then editor Adam Moss is all like, hey, let's do this thing? Dead guy? A peg! Pay day!
Class-of-'00-at-Yale-hot boy-journo Isaiah Wilner brings the news that 27th Street—packed wall-to-wall with nightmare nightclubs, cops on horseback and underage harlots from Bayshore—still houses Amy Sacco's wee celeb hangout. For now. We place Bungalow's closing, at least at that location, at sometime in early April.
The Short, Drunken Life of Club Row [NY mag]