That’s the gorgeously perverse opening of “Dead Outlaw,” the feel-good musical of the season, if death and deadpan feel good ...

Behind phone booths, bodega doors and tarot shops, these hidden bars prove that in New York City, the best nights start with a little secrecy.

It was once a busy branch of the Long Island Rail Road. Now, coyotes prowl one of New York City’s last wild places. What will it become next?