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Dark-haired dancers in glittering silver knee-high boots, bikini tops, and skimpy skirts run through steps in an empty studio. They contemplate which hip to cock and arm to...
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It takes a nimble-fingered hand to master the complexities of the guitar, and it takes a local genius to handcraft a sound reflective of Miami’s cultural rebirth. The...
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There’s a cool breeze of discontent cutting through the sweltering Orange, and Daleena Segui is fanning the blast. Seven months ago, the scrap-happy comedian and her boho...
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Try this out for an equation — peninsula + wealth = proliferation of boats in South Florida. Lotsa boats means lotsa boat-related events. And thus, two of Miami's...
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Your parents warned you about girls like these. Remember how your mother always fantasized about you settling down with a Jewish girl — Yentl in a nightgown? These gals...
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We’re in the dog days, when there’s a whole lotta nothing happening at our favorite watering holes. We don’t know about you, but around this time of year, the...
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On one hand are the Marcel Prousts of the world, sitting in bed and typing their 10-volume novels a couple hundred words at a time. On the other are the people who get married...
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In your younger years, you used to signify the beginning of a weekend by lighting up. No one is going to judge you on that, but you're all grown up now. You've got some sort...
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Indie film. Indie art. Indie fashion. Indie-ana Jones. Ah yes, one of these things is not like the others. We’re all about celebrating the efforts of up-and-coming...
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Sure, it wasn’t the singing and skipping at the beginning of Laverne & Shirley, and it wasn’t a woman crooning “Thank you for being a friend” à la...
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When former owner Stephanie Spiegel blessed Miami with its first and only clothing exchange and boutique — the Rag Trade Happy Clothing Company (4600 NE Second Ave.,...
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Any douchebag with nothing better to do can yell out correct answers during classic Scripps Spelling Bee reruns of yore (praise be to ESPN for covering all such nonsporty...
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So far you’ve just been trudging through life, taking things one drink at a time, one puff at a time, or even one-night-stand at a time. We applaud your mastery of the...
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Oh, we’ve missed you, lover. Our days and nights haven’t been the same since you left us, and the heavy rainfalls are nothing without the impending doom you add to...
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If it don’t come in a tall can wrapped in a brown bag, you ain’t drinkin’ it — unless it’s free or costs a dollar. In that case, get to PS14. Between...
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Rock and roll swagger might be a great draw onstage, but Windy City curator Dominic Molon knows an exhibit mixing music and art is a cocksure hook for drawing stadium-size...
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Jai alai is not a game for wussies. It takes onions to play a game in which your competition launches a ball at you with deadly speed, on par with the bullet that killed Abe...
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You might have never been to Milan, but you don’t need a passport to appreciate the nuances of Italian eating. We’ve seen you salivate over bowls heaped high with...
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For a hot minute there, it looked like Madonna was about to make Kabbalah the new Scientology. Celebrities such as Demi Moore and man-boy Ashton Kutcher were seen sporting the...
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When you hop onto your bicycle with a beer in one hand and an erect middle finger in the other, your friends think you’re nuts. “Watch out for open car doors!”...
