Dude, where’s my den?
With square footage to spare, any suburban chap can boast a no-girls-allowed basement hangout, complete with a wraparound La-Z-Boy sofa and a stage for his Rock Band set-up. But NYC men? Please. They barely have enough space for a cherished lava lamp in their apartments, let alone an entire room designated to their whims, fancies and fantasy football charts. We tracked down four New Yorkers — everyone from a soon-to-be-hitched 27-year-old to an Upper West Side father of two — who managed to negotiate the nearly impossible: their very own Big Apple man caves. Meet the dudes who are living the dream.
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