A few Fridays ago, I went to a reading at Paragon to celebrate the release of Emily Witt’s new memoir Health and Safety: A Breakdown, out now from Pantheon. It’s a place I'd been many times, usually to dance under lights and fog on its checkered floors.
But on this particular Friday night, the room was hushed. Bartenders threaded through the crowd with buckets of limes to slice for the long night ahead. Witt stood on the regal staircase and read a section from her book about accidentally k-holing at Sustain-Release, the techno festival that half the room had come back from just days before, with tales of fog bubbles and the resurrection of a floor once broken by too much dancing.
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