mur.mur - Laugh all you want. Scoff. Snicker. Roll your eyes at the boardwalk, the cotton candy, and the cheap carnival rides. But here's the shocking surprise: mur.mur actually feels like a New York club. A 27th Street club, even, and right up there with the Marquees and BEDs of the world. No cheesy colors. No blinking lights. Instead, deep chocolates, ambers, and caramel give the club a very Home-ish vibe. Bottle service dominates the space, with a long, loooong line of banquettes circling the dance floor. On the floor itself, hot stripper-type girls dance on raised platforms, guaranteeing a night full of eye candy. If you get loaded and forget where you are at 4 am, be ready to stumble out the front door, buy a gyro from that dude on 27th and 10th, and look for a cab headed way uptown.