No more trans doom scrolling! Today we are embracing trans hedonism!
T4t love, polyamory, queer platonic relationships, and friendships are so beautiful! Embrace pleasure, embrace rest, embrace yourself and all those you love! Eat that cake, kiss that person, take that nap, enjoy your life! Today I call for an era of radical trans joy!
Berlin’s Berghain needs no introduction. With its weekend-long parties and a reputation for being the city’s ultimate pleasure palace, the old power plant turned techno mecca has a reputation for turning away hundreds of punters week in, week out, who are eager to see for themselves what truly goes on inside the hedonistic, anything goes nightclub.
With a strict ban on photography throughout the club, queer artist Daniel Marin Medina invites you inside Berghain’s hallowed halls through a collection of intimate sketches he began creating in 2019.
Guys I'm fucking BEACHED. Pad Thai, Pad Gai, crab Rangoons, fried duck and rice, 3 alcoholic drinks, a bunch of chips, and a protein shake all in my gut........ I'm stuffed to CAPACITY l, I just keep expanding and stretching .......I need a food coma now.
me: what was the pizza, what was the texture, was it crisp, was it oily, what were the toppings, was it pulled out of an industrial oven or did it smell of woodsmoke and fresh herbs? did he fold the slices and eat them with one hand or cradle each piece in both hands as delicate threads of mozzarella stuck to his chin?
story: then he ate a second pizza
me: what about first pizza? what about first pizza?? was first pizza truly so forgettable?? i don't even know what these pizzas look like. are they thick-crusted and sparse, weighted down with ingredients, or light and already losing sauce and cheese to his careless fingers? i imagine you smell of thyme, second pizza, i gift you with peccorino, marinara, and thickly cut mushrooms. your crust looks bruised, a little charred, but you are warm and soft and he eats you slowly. he wants you to last because you are his favourite.
story: then he ate a third pizza
me: maybe he's not eating pizza at all? maybe he just ate three cardboard boxes with the word pizza written on them.