It doesn’t look much from the inside either.Ī spur-of-the-moment Vogue-ing ball has just broken out among some gay boys too young to know the history they are trampling, and little do we realise that it’s all going to end in a conga round the bar to something by Gloria Estefan.
It’s Julius’, the oldest gay bar in New York, and who knows what time it is because daylight would never dare come in here.
