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Gone are the armadillos and cute koala signs that once adorned the walls of the enigmatic Australia Bar (or, more correctly, Australia The Bar). Now, with a new name and a new attitude, this place reeks of date rape and illegal inhalants. Sure, there’s still a pool table and the Mel Gibson makeout room really brings in the ladies, but Bar East has taken its place as the Ruffies den of choice for the up and coming UES sexual predator. One male surveyor complained, “This place has gotten really creepy. . . hey, I think that guy just put something in my drink!” Consider yourself warned. [MF]
1733 1st Ave. (at E 90th St.)