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Do not ask for ketchup when you order one of the legendary slender, snappy hot dogs that come topped with a fistful of fries at this SRO institution that’s been serving ’em up since 1951. The surly types behind the counter don’t go for sissy stuff like that. Claim your place at the end of the perpetually long line and entertain yourself by watching potatoes being cut and fried into perfect greasy strips while you wait. Once it’s your turn, order your dog with everything, then count your blessings for the wax paper-wrapped bliss that lies before you.
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