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Any party where I end the night spraying people with Febreze must be have been stupendous at a minimum. If one were to add, say, a liter of Jack Daniels, midnight snowfall and apple crisp baked by one's boyfriend, this party might be misconstrued as magical, an outstanding bookend to a long-ago weekend of unicorns.

Combining the numbers of a severely overcrowded apartment party with the density of a yacht club brunch--Thus did Nick Snow's birthday extravaganza come to pass, renewing Beverley Square Massive's legacy of infrequent, but acclaimed revelry.