When I was a wee teen living in the suburbs of NYC, I heard about Korova Milk Bar, an East Village hang out modelled after said venue from A Clockwork Orange. I only hung out in Korova once in my entire life, though I remember getting free tequila shots with my Coronas (!) and then fighting over the reclining chairs with whomever I was with. Sadly, the chairs were more memorable than the company.
Korova shuttered its doors this weekend after 10 years of intoxicating East Villagers. I won't really miss it or anything. Well, maybe the chairs, but that's it.
Those chairs!
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