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It was one of those nights that the sky was clear and the stars were visible. I had just defeated the try on of finals and was now ready to be back in accomplishment the late night activity of the San Francisco underground scene was calling my name. It is where a person could go and walk down one street and plausibly visit at least 30 clubs by doing this. There was a particular flavor I was in search of this night, something that could make me exert my body to its fullest extent. I unavoidable to go and release some stress by dancing at a club, I needed to allow loose.When my friends Mike, Christina and I arrived in San Francisco our first destination was the Cat Club. It was a cheesy little place hosted the break beat and jungle music. It wasnt much(prenominal) to look at it, with its dark attract and several vagrants sleeping in the street near the entrance. A different crowd hung out there. It was a mixture of old spring party burnouts and very young ambitious club-go ers. I matt-up confident though, I was going to go in there and knock the crowds socks off. I was in my best(p) fits (outfit) I was wearying my black old school Adidas running hold with white stripes, and a black Kangol hat. The Adidas Superstar shoes that I was wearing had my white fat laces in them, to add a little flavor, save the shoes themselves looked almost war torn they were scared from many opposite late nights. As the line moved forward closer to the entrance of the club, I could feel the pulsating vibes of the music like a bump of wind every time the door was opened to allow other patrons into the club. It sounded wild in there, I was outside and I wanted to be in there so bad. Just the sound of the music and feeling of the vibration was making me more anxious then ever. I felt like a little kid waiting for Christmas. I needed to be inside, on the dance floor, just it and me. I was going to dance tonight. Suddenly, the line had stopped. What was going on? This cou ldnt be happening I needed to be inside I needed to feel weightless and sweaty from some fast paced break dancing. My legs were jittery with anticipation.