Even my tired eyes can tell this party looks nothing like the raves I’ve been to before. It's 6 a.m. on a weekday and the crowd is sober.
NEW YORK – Glitter clings to people’s cheeks as they dance in circles, clasp hands with strangers and hug like they’ve known each other for years. Someone with rhinestones pressed around her eyes asks if I want a spray of Mario Badescu rose water.
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