DEGENERE 👑

The crowd buzzes, the lights flash, the air thick with perfume and spilled rum. No one here is looking for eternity - just the evening, just the dance, just the feeling that pain and resentment have been temporarily written off.

Phrases fly easily, like winks: ‘no one has ever died of love,’ but it's easy to die of boredom. Everything is arranged so that you can lose your name, but find your rhythm. A little bit of cheekiness, a little bit of playfulness, and everything turns into a spectacle of glamour, laughter and light-hearted audacity.

And what remains is the feeling of a night where every wound is filled with music, and every step is a small rebellion against seriousness.