Got cheese? Murray’s has. In fact, they’ve acquired so much knowledge about Bries, blues and any other fromage that you care to think of that they decided to build a network of five underground chambers below their Bleecker Street store where they could ripen more than 100 cheeses of their own. With a ‘Stink Tank’ for smellies, a ‘Spa’ for the natural rinds and a heavy duty hangar for the big boys in their collection (weighing between 30-90 pounds), Murray’s has all creeds and colours covered—with the ‘Cave Master’ making sure they’re all in the right environment to reach their full flavor potential. And you thought your job was good.

Deliberately small and equally impossible to find, it should be no surprise that subMercer rests at the bottom of the mightily luxurious Mercer Hotel. You’ll only find the club by first entering the hotel, taking the freight elevator to a subterranean level, traversing a few hallways and then ending up at a red door. Since not a soul would complain about the noise at this depth, the party is guaranteed long and loud on a nightly basis.

Once you get in, and that is, if you get in, you’ll be treated to a full-on presentation of DJs, designers, hipsters, music industry types and the occasional celebrity or two filling up the small, dim, brick-walled space. Just remember that despite its size, it’s one of the city’s best tips for a night out, especially when the words “clubbing” and “New York” aren’t the most compatible couple in the world.

In 1974 when New York was experiencing a golden era of creativity, the International Center of Photography was founded as a museum and school to maintain the legacy of “Concerned Photography”. Since then, the ICP has become a national photography landmark—it’s a veritable treasure trove documenting the human condition, with highlights including Weegee’s lurid documentation of 1930’s New York mob warfare.

The stories behind the images in this varied collection add an extra layer of intrigue. The most compelling tale is that of the Mexican suitcase collection, where priceless negatives of the Spanish Civil War—that were stashed away for over half a century in Mexico City—mysteriously found their way to the doorstep of the ICP, and the eyes of the public. This sense of voyeurism is what makes the ICP so alluring. Provocative and powerful scenes are candidly revealed to the audience, and let’s be honest, who doesn’t enjoy that fly on the wall feeling?