“Whistling in the darkness, shining in the light,
Trip the light fantastic, dance the swivel hips”
– Grace Jones
“Again at eight o’clock, when the dark lanes of the Forties were five deep with throbbing taxi cabs, bound for the theatre district, I felt a sinking in my heart. Forms leaned together in the taxis as they waited, and voices sang, and there was laughter from unheard jokes, and lighted cigarettes outlined unintelligible gestures inside. Imagining that I, too, was hurrying toward gaiety and sharing their intimate excitement, I wished them well.”
– F Scott Fitzgerald
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Top artwork by Sergio Baradat.
