Under the cover of darkness, an unassuming bodega in the South Bronx transformed Friday into a bouncing secret dance club that only the most in-the-know New Yorkers had a chance of attending.
A line of eager party-goers wrapped around the Port Morris corner store, which seemingly shook from the excitement of dancers crowded on a makeshift floor that is usually lined with dining tables and merchandise shelves.
Behind the counter stood three DJs collectively known as MUNDO who delivered “rawness” instead of a bacon, egg and cheese — but revelers who stayed long enough at the all-night rave had a chance of enjoying both.
“I don’t know what ya’ll came here to do, but if you’re not dancing the door’s right there!” ordered DJ Flako from beneath a neon “order here” sign.
The Post attended the last “Bodega Rave” of the summer Friday, the conclusion of a five-part series of secret dance parties that invaded the deli that by day slings chicken wraps and cups of joe to blue-collar workers.