Comments are closedSouth Beach is a violent enterprise. Last week (two Saturdays ago), Robin, Nisha, and I took on Twist in South Beach. On the way to the clubhouse we saw a dead homeless man.
Two men prodded and shook the wino. Clubbers watched and whispered.
The two men eventually prompted the wino up against the wall. In that position, he appeared to have fallen asleep begging.
At the clubhouse we ran into Pusilla. Pusilla is one of the club flagship drag queens. She had a blown horn.
Robin and Nisha also found a sponsor — an overly friendly UM-dropout who bought them drinks.
After 3 the clubhouse became unbearably crowded. So we went home and avoided the bands of thugs who can’t really get into clubs so they sit along Washington and shout vulgar things at girls.
I warned Robin and Nisha that I see a nasty car wreck every time I come back from the Beach on a weekend. To illustrate my point, we saw two (probably fatal) car accidents on the way home.