Event
Dinner & Diatribes Vol. IV
The doors swing open. The city hums beneath us. The skyline glows, and somewhere in the distance, a saxophone wails. This is Dinner & Diatribes, but tonight, we disappear into the neon and fur dream of Studio 54. Expect an intimate gathering of sixteen souls converging over Italian indulgence, deep conversation, and a touch of hedonism. The Dress Code: Studio 54
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Event
Dinner & Diatribes Vol. IV
The doors swing open. The city hums beneath us. The skyline glows, and somewhere in the distance, a saxophone wails. This is Dinner & Diatribes, but tonight, we disappear into the neon and fur dream of Studio 54. Expect an intimate gathering of sixteen souls converging over Italian indulgence, deep conversation, and a touch of hedonism. The Dress Code: Studio 54