We'll admit it: The first thing that drew us to this leather bar was its name. That and its scheduled rope-tying classes. (The saloon, which picked up its midtown stakes and moved to the Grove last year, teaches the techniques used in kabuki theater.) And, OK, the promise of fur suits and bondage gear for sale didn't hurt, either. But eventually we discovered the Bad Dog's cozy interior, which embraces both fetish parties and celebrations of the movie Grease. We learned, too, that underneath Bad Dog's bearish exterior beats a big heart: It contributes actively, both with time and money, to building St. Louis' gay community. And that's the moment we fell in love.
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