The word for last night's opening of Art Positons was "tight." Tight in the way Frat boys mean "somewhat awesome." Tight in that it was crowded, and getting in and out of the mini galleries housed in storage containers wasn't an acitivity for claustophobes. Tight in the way that everything went off with out a hitch. Tight in the way that tights seemed to be the fashion statement of the night.
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Later two of the background players were walking around in their yarn covered leotards, which must have not been too comfortable, because one decided to sit down inches away from me on a platform, completely undress, rearrange his situation, and then hich the lycra back up. Just a normal night on South Beach.