Bar Review - Marz Bar: The
last dive of old New York
by Darren Subarton
2nd Avenue and East1st
If Satan were a whore of a bar, that bar would appear in the form of
Marz Bar. Marz Bar, located on the corner of 2nd Avenue and East1st
Street in Manhattan, is perhaps the best place to blow your unemployment check any day of
the week before noon, or after a good parole hearing.
A denizen of artists, drunks, freaks, junkies and musicians, Marz Bar
boasts an incredible juke box that is only surpassed by the graffiti-ridden ambiance of a
Bukowski-esque dive bar of twilight days gone by. The drinks are served cheap and with a
heavy hand from bartenders half-drunk, and it’s as commonplace for a drunk to lift
his sleeping head from the bar to “Ring of Fire” as it is to see a hooker
beat the living hell out of some pimple-faced jag-off from New Jersey.
I give Marz Bar the “Getting Shithouse With Subarton”
five-star review.
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