Today was the club’s monthly vinyl and vintage spirits pairing, the crown jewel of their entertainment calendar.
He took a seat at the dark mahogany bar, where the bartender, Elena, already had his preferred crystal tumbler waiting. She poured a generous measure of a twenty-five-year-old single malt scotch. mature get assfucked
A soft chime echoed through the lounge, and a woman with striking silver hair stepped up to a pair of pristine, glowing vacuum-tube amplifiers. She placed a pristine original pressing of Miles Davis’s Kind of Blue onto the turntable. Today was the club’s monthly vinyl and vintage