On the weekend I checked out a place in the Centro where my friend was DJing for a reggae night. You climb 9 flights of stairs to the top (of a seemingly otherwise abandoned building) to a simple, grungy room full of reggae-lovers. There's also a balcony where the smokers and view-seekers hang out. Quite the kick ass place if I don't say so myself.
It's true, you just never know. :-)
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