Salon - Zur wilden Renate - PINK w/ DJ Sotofett, Jasper James, Lux, Theo Kottis & Tin Man
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P I N K by Luvthang /// RA Event & Tickets:
https://www.residentadvisor.net/events/1354018
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PINK ROOM:
Elissa Suckdog
Lauren Hansom
Jesse Para b2b Vincent
BLACK ROOM:
DJ Sotofett
Lux
TIN MAN live
GREEN ROOM:
Jasper James
Theo Kottis
Kevin STN
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She was dancing on her own, accompanied by a group of friends. The guys gave the impression of having a casual but certain desire to be close to her. They were trying to maintain a loose conversation, but after exchanging a few words she kept them on distance, only paying attention to the music. While she was effortlessly flowing over the marble floor, polished smooth and glossy by thousands of feet, I discovered a tattoo on her left arm. A thin line, foming into a sickle and eventually evolving into a black circle. The moon phase. «Quieres algo para tomar?» The old street vendor was standing right next to me. I told him I was fine, still dazed and confused from the sudden change of scenery. When I looked back towards the plaza she had disappeared in the crowd. All this time I couldn’t see her face, but I could feel her presence. A question went through my mind: What happened back then in the full moon night?
https://www.residentadvisor.net/events/1354018
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PINK ROOM:
Elissa Suckdog
Lauren Hansom
Jesse Para b2b Vincent
BLACK ROOM:
DJ Sotofett
Lux
TIN MAN live
GREEN ROOM:
Jasper James
Theo Kottis
Kevin STN
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She was dancing on her own, accompanied by a group of friends. The guys gave the impression of having a casual but certain desire to be close to her. They were trying to maintain a loose conversation, but after exchanging a few words she kept them on distance, only paying attention to the music. While she was effortlessly flowing over the marble floor, polished smooth and glossy by thousands of feet, I discovered a tattoo on her left arm. A thin line, foming into a sickle and eventually evolving into a black circle. The moon phase. «Quieres algo para tomar?» The old street vendor was standing right next to me. I told him I was fine, still dazed and confused from the sudden change of scenery. When I looked back towards the plaza she had disappeared in the crowd. All this time I couldn’t see her face, but I could feel her presence. A question went through my mind: What happened back then in the full moon night?
