It was the early hours of Sunday morning. In the dark, barren streets of East Williamsburg, the sidewalk filled with the trickling crowd of clubbers emitting from the Brooklyn Mirage, following a late set there by Zeds Dead, a pair of Canadian DJs who tour the country playing Diplo-adjacent house music; on the street, unlicensed cab drivers lurked, waiting for prospective fares to arrive, yelling at them exorbitant rates to make it out of Brooklyn.