Why am I standing here? Why am I standing in this long, slow-moving line, surrounded by all these people who seem to get louder and touchier and more delirious with each push-shuffle forward? Why am I still standing here, if I could have turned around and gone back to my room, where there is noContinue reading “Why Am I Standing Here? (Or: How *Not to Do A Night at PUMA Social Club)”
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