When I first watched Miami Vice, besides having a huge crush on Sonny Crockett and his pastel suits, Ray-Ban wayfarers and midnight black Ferrari Daytona Spyder, I became fascinated with the Magic City. Yes, Miami was built on laundered drug money, but, you gotto admit that the image of a glamorous tropical paradise with palm fringed beaches, colorful Art Deco buildings, and fashion that ranges from bright colors and sundresses to half-naked people, is alluring.
“As I drove across the Venetian Causeway, blasting In the Air Tonight by Phil Collins, I arrived in SoBe sporting a new hairdo”
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