THE ROUGH RETURN TO RAVING
No one is talking about dancefloor dysphoria
Back in my pee-soaked dirtbag clubrat environs… the real heads will know which club door this is
On Tuesday, I tweeted about something I’m calling “dancefloor dysphoria”—an unsettling feeling of anxiety, alienation, and emptiness as you party in a packed club surrounded by a sea of smiling party people. It felt like something was wrong with me: the burs…
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