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NEW YORK – A strange phenomenon is disturbing the New York elite who find themselves in the old iconic bars of Manhattan: rows of guys in sneakers, ripped jeans and leather jackets crowd where they once were Jacqueline Kennedy sipping a Martini or Jack Lemmon he played the piano.
For a few months, crowds of young people have been targeting the historic temples of opulence to take a selfie, ask if it is “that table” where Meghan Markle and Prince Harry they love to sit down, and ask questions about cocktails with “weird” names.
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