DEGENERE 👑

The crowd buzzes, 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 boredom can easily kill. Everything is arranged so that you can lose your name, but find your rhythm. A little bit of arrogance, a little bit of playfulness, and everything turns into a spectacle of glamour, laughter, and lighthearted audacity.

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