1978 Les Bains Douches

Paris 1978 and another endless night in one of the wildest nightclubs in the world. Downstairs, a Negroni Yuzu for her and a Whisky Sage for me. Ribbons of tobacco smoke weave their magic. Leaning against the cedar wood bar, I watch her move on the dance floor. Even if I close my eyes for a second, the Bains Douches never sleeps.