
The underground.
Land of secret liaisons, dimly lit burlesque encounters and parties that stretch into the following night
and beyond. When anything goes down in the underground, you need to know about it. Even when it’s a bingo
game.
Yes, bingo. And yes, you should be a little frightened...
Introducing
The Underground Rebel Bingo Club, a uniquely deranged lunacy born in London
and landing in the Big Apple for the first time next week.
The rules here are simple: there are no rules. Actually, these are the rules: “No boring people. No old
people. No wankers.” What this all actually means for you is that after
buying advance tickets, you’ll receive an email
directing you to a secret warehouse, where you’ll be handed a bingo card, skepticism fully intact.
Now, between revelers swinging from the rafters and obscure DJs playing songs from strange lands, you might
get distracted from your reason for being here: that momentous game of bingo, which is about to
start—complete with dirty limericks, yellow jumpsuits and crushing defeats, just one number away from
victory...
But there will also be ecstatic triumphs: when each number called is your own, until your card is filled in
all the right places and you whisper that magic phrase.
“Another martini, please.”
VITALS
The Underground Rebel Bingo Club
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