MCCXXIII - That means “1223” for those of you who didn’t pay attention to roman numerals in grade school. If you’re stuck in the capital and have a hankering for New York nightlife (getting dressed up, waiting in line, being treated badly by doorstaff, paying a lot for drinks, gawking at a lotta wacky architecture) then this monster on Dupont Circle is for you. Come dance on the tiny dance floor, pay extra to ascend to the top floor in the “Spank” room, recline on the big banquettes and enjoy hotties with bottles. Don’t bother showing your face before 11 and make sure to dress to impress.
