Suits is something else, the bouncer and apparently promoted to bartender. You can't miss this dude, huge scar on his face, noticeable lisp, and weighs at least a double deuce. This used to be a bar just for Fordham seniors but soon enough when their ID policy became even more nonexistent than what it was at the time, it got too packed. Best way to get out if there's a fire: side entrance, since the front gets filled to capacity and typically spills out into the streets, where most of the drinking takes place around there anyway. But cheap pitchers and drinks aplenty to have a good time. One of my favorite memories was senior year, when parents were on campus for graduation, and kids getting drunk right next to them at the bar.
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