Dubai » Bar » Clandestine
The greased up Maltese mafi congregate to pose, pout and fall in love with themselves. The sombre décor—black—reflects the dark moods of its dancers. Prozac should be obligatory here. House music pumps out in full force beating the body and inducing a conductive rhythm of sorts. The bar is vast but everyone is too important to stand there. Table service is demanded with one and a half litre bottles of vodka being the drink of choice. Most don’t drink, it’s all for show. As late night crowds seeped in designer bling swarm, the lounge chairs become the dance floor. Psychotically gleeful air punching the move of choice. Come down to chat about how attractive you are.
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