March 28, 2009
It’s already 1:30am when I finally arrive at the O.H.W.O.W. space in Little Haiti for the U Don’t Like Me, I Don’t Like You multimedia extravaganza.
It is going off with Dubstep beats and it feels like a proper warehouse party…finally after the cheese of South Beach, here we are in one of the grittiest neighborhoods of Miami dancing like ravers in 1995. The beautiful people have come out tonight. Girls who aren’t implanted with silicone, some wearing glasses over their eyes, outfits not bought at the same chain stores…ah, it feels like home here. Pound, pound, pound our feet go on the concrete floor.