Here come some Urban Racers, hurrying off across campus to find their next fun clue!
There go a couple of girls in togas, having had their fill of Pour House brewskies!
And here they are together--converging! The urban racers are racing. The toga dude is on his cell phone in the middle of the street. Who said the East Village wasn't a kick-ass party zone?
But it's nothing compared to Flushing. Coincidentally, this past weekend, hipsters had a toga bash of their own at the Queens Museum--only theirs was an art party--complete with fruit-throwing, boat-burning, and partial nudity. Interestingly, this article in the Daily News profiles both the frat/sorority kids and the hipster kids in their mutual desire to recreate the security and fun of college life here in the big city.
It's starting to look a lot like Animal House around here.
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