Once night falls here, you’ll follow the sound of steel drums past an atrium wall covered with 983 different plant species and up a stairwell tagged with all sorts of graffiti. At the top: the neighborhood’s lone rooftop lounge. They keep it open till 3am. They also floored the entire place with wood from the Panama Canal. So dance on it. Drink on it. And when you’ve had enough/need someplace quiet to discuss the large purchase of an impressionist finger-painting, retreat back to that atrium and huddle around one of the tables made from repurposed suitcases.