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In warehouses, on top of old hospitals, underneath huge rainbow sculptures covered in flowers—we took that End of History book seriously when the Berlin Wall came down and haven't done much to further ours since. Still, it's been fun. Here's our guide to Warsaw. Photo by Stanislaw Legus.
The most popular one of these is m2 , which—as you might have guessed from its very literal name—is fucking massive. It's normally where people come to throw the big one-off parties that are definitely going to cement their name as 's Fantazia, or Raindance, or Sunrise—or whichever Second Summer of Love promoter they first became aware of—but it's built its reputation on consistently throwing the city's best nosebleed techno nights.
Nowa Jerozolima is another good spot, but it's not an easy sell. It used to be an abandoned children's hospital—i. But suck it up, burn some sage, forget what the night is called, and just pay attention to the three main stages, which play everything from euphoric Balearic house to the kind of dubstep that makes me understand why my dad refuses to listen to anything other than 19th century folk music.
Locals say this basement club is where "the devil goes raving. If you're too drunk by the time you're looking for them to bash their names into your phone's keypad, just head to the river and walk towards the bass. Photo by Bobrowiec. Warsaw is not a druggy city.
There are no street dealers, and anyone who does manage to get hold of a connect will usually end up with something that may well relieve them of their constipation, but is unlikely to provide them with whatever kind of serotonin upgrade they were hoping for. The police are zero-tolerance and love any chance to bump up their arrest stats, so anyone caught with drugs in Poland will definitely end up in court.