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Wicked Fun

Sin

By ERIN DEWITT

Published on November 20, 2008 at 2:49am

Never an establishment that would allow pesky ol’ work to prevent them from throwing a party (just look at the sensation that is Sundays by the Sea), Ripples in Long Beach has turned dreary, old Monday nights into a hip-hop extravaganza devilishly named Sin. Featuring spun magic by DJ Ernie Pearl, the night revolves around hip-hop and old school, hot go-go boys, drink specials (two-for-one domestic beers and well drinks pretty much means you have to buy somebody a beverage) and, hopefully, some deliciously sinful indiscretions. Oh, please . . . Ripples isn’t exactly known for being coy.
Mondays, 9 p.m., 2008