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Tooo Thee Beattt
He comes upon a man of tender years, alone and dancing on the outer edge of the dance floor, solitary and oblivious to all those around him. His face is broad, his smile continuous and infectious and his eyes are big and bold and look constantly skyward, tracking some unseen celestial being. He has extraordinary rhythm and does not move in one place but travels up and down and along the side of the dance floor. He is lost in the music, in a world of his own choosing, content and happy. This unattractive and simple boy has found refuge and joy in his club. He has cast off the pain and loneliness of the world beyond these four walls and is lost in a warmth of his own making. - Pacha NYC