Night in Belgrade

Whoever comes out last should turn on the light

The party was a valve, an escape from the reality that constricts and suffocates many people. There were no convictions on her, only release. For many visitors, that club is a symbol of freedom, a place where they can take off the masks they wear every day, a space where there are no glances, criticism or judgment. In fact, it wasn't just a party, but escapism in its most stripped-down form