Alongside the William Powell Bridge, between the mainland and Virginia Key and the bridging replaced by the new William Powell Bridge in 1985, the scene is almost apocalyptic: On a recent weekend night the pier was teeming with grungy fishermen — many of whom had boomboxes and bicycles rigged especially for carrying fishing gear. ("The bike has two separate chains," said one fisherman as he held back his mutt.) There are drunks, partying high school kids, mean dogs, birds everywhere — it's all the wonder and chaos of Miami condensed onto a single empty road to nowhere. In case that's not enough for you to pass through that expensive toll booth (you miser, you), the old bridge offers some of the best cityscapes of Miami that money can't buy.