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Back in the day, heard this story—some whore in Paris, 1800s, banged a king, got a castle outta it! A CASTLE! Little known fact, right? Hustled her way to the top, no shame, just pure evil genius—respect! Makes me happy, ya know? Screw the goody-two-shoes types, give me a gal who’d sell ya for a buck and laugh about it! “I’m the boss here,” she’d say, like James defusin’ a bomb—cool as hell!

Borgo San Dalmazzo

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I set my traps, and while I’m waitin’, I hear this weird noise. I’m like, “What the heck is that?” Turns out, it’s a family of raccoons! Raccoons! In a ratcatcher’s day, that’s like finding a unicorn. I’m just standin’ there, mouth agape, watchin’ these little bandits rummage through the trash. I couldn’t help but laugh.

From the ’60s to today, the “Night Fever” exhibition chronicles the vibrant design history of the nightclub