From a former Employees Only chef, this street cart turned full-fledged eat-in/take-out bistro tin-plates up a wide range of hormone-free organic sausages (beef, chicken, lamb, turkey, and pork), each skewer-grilled and served inside hollowed out baguettes, to be slathered w/ traditional condiments or toppings like cheddar jalapeño, yogurt mint, or truffle gruyere. Just like Sabrett's, except it's truffled. And gruyere.

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Sourced from Peruvian cotton and hand-printed in Bklyn, these incredibly soft enzyme-washed tees, henleys, and sweatshirts are graphic'd up with soothing b&w maple tree silhouettes, eagle feathers, and ocean scenes -- a print also available on Flux's ties, should you want some ripples 'twixt your nipples.

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Hit this one-night-only pop-up show for gratis Cognac and sensually-themed art from a motley crew of locals like One9, Wash Heights graphic designer M. Tony Peralta, and Heather Hunter, the Bronx-born ex-pornstress who's also opened a DUMBO gallery, recorded an 18-track rap album, published an erotic fiction novel, and at one point dated...Bill Maher (it was a Real embarrassing Time for her).

This GMap displays every NYMag restaurant review, letting you splice data by cuisine and cost ($-$$$$), or by red "critic's picks" icons and blue ones, i.e., not critics' picks but still noteworthy -- places like Margon on 46th, and 79th Street's First Hungarian Literary Society, which NYMag says "has the potential to completely destroy your 30-days-to-killer-abs regimen", you Hungary, Hungary hippo.

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