Sulphurette Part II
The thumping of the club's music could be heard as soon as he turned the corner of the block. He'd been here many times with his girlfriend—now ex-girlfriend—but it had been a while. A flash of his ID to the bouncer, and he was pushing his way past the heavy, velvet curtains into the main floor of the club.The club was once part of some kind of factory building. It was all open brick, metal girders, and support beams. The bulk of the room was dedicated to a sunken dance floor: more of a pit,...