About clubbing

It’s been many decades since I set foot in a nightclub but this description, from Boy Parts by Eliza Clark, of people dancing to the Smiths sounds painfully familiar:I know I’m white, but there’s just a lot of white people White People-ing in a very small area, like it’s just some very, very densely packed mayo, you know? Densely packed mayo, jiggling about, doesn’t know what to do with its arms, doesn’t know what to do with its feet, undulating loosely, barely in time to the rhythm.