I went dancing for my birthday last week. My friend Charlotte found the perfect spot when I told her what I wanted to do to celebrate this year, my new era — a seedy little joint in Chinatown called the Grand Star Jazz Club, which was hosting a night called Underground Dance Party Indie Post Punk 80s-Now! When we rolled into the club the place was empty…
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