In a city whose subjects buy their duvets at Target to scrounge up enough money for their Bentley payments, the peroxide glare can sometimes be overwhelming. Luckily, the steady line-up of parties here hardly ever changes. So until everyone starts clamoring for that elusive party in the hills after the bars close at 2 AM, there's no need to fret about the non-existent underground scene you're not missing.
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