The Eagle is NYC’s staple for the leather/daddy/bear/pup/cub/otter/direwolf community, where you’ll find the most body hair and the least deodorant. There are two levels at this Chelsea spot, each with its own full bar, and an excellent rooftop for warmer nights. The drinks are reasonably priced and you’ll find early 2000s Falcon porn (the young Matthew Rush kind) playing on the TV screens around the bar. If you don’t come prepared with the proper attire, there’s a leather and fetish gear shop in the industrial elevator which floats between floors - but don’t feel bad if you show up in jeans and a t-shirt, because everyone’s welcome. There’s a rotating calendar with weekly recurring events like “Hanky Tuesday” and “Frisky Saturday,” but you can usually find people having sex here any day of the week.