HOTCLUB DE FRANZ BY TENCLUB - 13TH APRIL
Stepping into Hotclub, a provocative scene, It feels like you missed the menage-à-vente. By ten minutes late, the air still keen with lingering hints of the night's libertine.
In Hotclub's haze, where passions ignite, Herr Franz dons his medals, a fearless knight. Up next? A sinful dive with women and negroni's - its all baloney!
Behind Wilma's champagne veil is a story untold, each note she sings trembles the rhythmic beats, a symphony of mystery on the side of her angelic face, pure and bold.
Andre sits tight, in his watery realm where creativity stirs, plumbing mishaps, and Andre's poetry blurs.
Somethings leak, he writes.
In the depths of an underground chapel, Coen the Naked Buttler holds his attire, or lack thereof, in a curious display. Jezus, from the fresco, his gaze as if in mild surprise, watching him in utter dismay.
In hues of red and blue, a sad clown sighs, on stage, where melancholy lies. Fingers azul and nose rosé, tears wiped, as Britney's doppelgänger steals the cabaret.
As I wander home, the night's embrace so deep, Flesh seen and felt, in dreams I leap. My heart is pounding in my liver, sensations steep, in the shade I crawl, in the shadow I creep.
THE END
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SPECIAL THANK YOU TO
TEN Club
Bastiaan van Schaik / Marketing Director TENClub
Bobtijs Bruinsma / Membership Director TENTClub