Two weeks ago I had the good fortune to attend the premiere of palindromes (and yes, someday soon I will stop writing about events that are two weeks old). The overflowing after party was at Cain - the club has a forest theme (ie. the waitresses wear some sort of short skirted version of a 19th century African explorer's uniform) which I think must be related to the fact the biblical Cain was not only the world's first murderer, but also a gardener (though I might be reading too much into this).
One of the side effects of having a party at a club like Cain is the strangely awkward transition period from invited guests to late night partiers. It