“This so-called community will not rescue you from a k-hole.”
I hate clubbing in Brooklyn, raving in general, and electronic dance music of all kinds.
A few weekends ago, I stumbled into a nightclub in Brooklyn where I’ve spent a fair amount of my twenties. It’s one of those places that is not technically a warehouse but is designed to look like one, even though it is in a very nice, expensive neighborhood and where, immediately upon entry, your senses are overloaded with fog, strobe lights, te…
