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Flynn's Inn: not an inn -- just a bar. Home to the NY Irish Rovers. I would never set foot in there without some protection. In the mornings it's filled with crazy soccer fans; in the afternoons with drunk, old, union members. The Manhattanites can distinguish no difference between this and any other Sunnyside pub, but I can. |
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The barman was momentarily upset with me for blinding him with my flash camera, but he forgave me when I showed him the instant results:
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The technology so excited him that he borrowed the camera, rushed down to the opposite end of the bar, and blinded his boss -- maybe it's Flynn himself. |
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comments, etc: melissa@hellcatmaggie.net |
