Chambre 04

Room 04 is not a place, but a state of being brought to fever pitch. Everything here is hot, shameless and without a hint of romance: pure chemistry, beats instead of heartbeats and a game without rules. Every gesture is like a movement on a joystick, every encounter a short endurance tournament. There is no tenderness between the lines, but there is plenty of self-irony: it's all too physical to be love and too passionate to be called mere entertainment. The world here smells of sweat, sweetness and eternal ‘one more time’ - and it seems that this is precisely where its honesty lies.