Every night, 365 days a year the sun sets in Key West is a part of someone’s night. The light goes out, but the city is still awake. Everywhere in Key West there is either food, art, or someone showing off a cool talent. The hot humid days turn into cool humid nights. The stars and moon come out and dance to the music. The stuffy, gentle salty breeze chills me as the night goes on and goosebumps cover my arms as wind flows through my sundress. Upon entering the pier, I view the vast ocean, the rippling water swishes onto the docks creating a beat like drums. Along with that I can hear the crowd cheering and giggling like hyenas. I see vendors selling fresh coconut milk out of brown hairy coconuts. I also see lots of creamy, melted ice cream,