The Iron Horse in New York City is THE bar to be tonight if you’re a single New Yorker who is ready to take my advice and go out without your cockblocking friends. Located steps from the South Street Seaport at 32 Cliff Street, this unique bar draws single and outgoing people of all ages. I hosted an NSA Dinner Party there a few weeks ago and was so impressed by the diversity of the single clientele and the open and adventurous atmosphere of the place. You have investment bankers, bikers, artists, college students, construction workers and debutantes all crowded together under one roof, drinking, dancing on the bar, doing shots off of each others’ bodies and having a damn good time. The owners are hilarious, the bartenders are sexy, the customers are horny and the drinks are cheap. What more could you want on a Friday night?
Dress the fuck up and get the fuck out of the house.
Tomorrow your genitals could turn to dust.