This is one of the most diverse clubs on Halsted Street–boys can be girls and girls can be boys. About the fourth year I’d been coming here (it’s almost eight now) I started working as a DJ. I like to come in and hang out with the staff and drink even on nights when I’m not working, and one night, as is often the case after a couple cocktails, I saw a really beautiful boy at the end of the bar. I went over and started talking to him and offered to buy him a drink and he accepted, and we were talking and he said that he was there with his girlfriend. I thought that was really cool–I love it when straight people come to gay bars–and I told him so, and he said, “Yeah, but I’m a lesbian.” I thought he was a beautiful young guy and he turned out to be a very, very masculine w-o-m-y-n! Her girlfriend came over then, and we laughed about it a little bit and had a drink together, but needless to say it was a total mind twist. I figured that the universe was saying at that point, “Not tonight, not tonight,” so I went home. On most nights, however, it would be fair to say that there are cute young guys but not cute young lesbians.

–Peter Mavrik, Investment Banker/DJ