Walking down a creepy, chicken wire-filled street in turn-of-the-century London was usually a pretty good way to find yourself on the wrong end of a Sherlock Holmes story. But at this new downtown spot, where the entryway is adorned with said chicken wire, glass, and raw steel, instead of meeting up with Jack the Ripper at the end, you'll find this boisterous club that’s got a floor made entirely of pennies, a DJ booth made from a repurposed baby grand, and classic craft cocktails behind the bar.