You never forget your first time. Whether it was in a VIP box or the communal dance floor. At night in a superclub or during the day at an open-air beach bar. The experience is the same. The warm air devours you. And as you stand there, praying for the uncomfortable sweat-inducing heat to stop, it explodes; seemingly out of nowhere: a cold, high pressure, confetti-filled detonation that covers the entirety of your body, and for a moment, all is right again with the world.