We stayed up nice and late last night, visiting Club Niceto and shaking it SA style. Unexpected Cowboys in latex chaps greeted us at the door, and things only got stranger from then on.
There was some sort of ongoing stage show involving a rotund drag queen getting improbably molested by the cowboys and cowgirls (something for everyone here), and there was also an impressive live B-Boy breakdancing show (many flips, headspins, and windmill kicking action).
The scene was great. The beats kept rolling, never getting too repetitive or slowing down. The place was packed by three, and unlike in some U.S. and other international clubs (I'm looking at you St. Lucia), nobody was trying to ride your pony uninvited. The only hassles were the occasional danger of cigarette burns and all the broken glass on the ground (why they use actual glass, I cannot understand).
Overall, super fun night.
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