april 14, 1912 - 11:40pm
Fucking Iceberg.
This crossing of the Atlantic could have been such a great adventure…
The orchestra resounded in this magnificent ballroom, the women were dressed, the men on their 31s, and the party was in full swing on the 3rd class deck.
Let’s hope there are enough lifeboats…
Let’s hope the seabed is safe…
Let’s hope there are enough lifeboats…
Let’s hope the seabed is safe…
Whether you are a member of the ocean liner, lord, daughter of a businessman, stowaway, 3rd class, or even worse, an evil occupant of the seabed, put on your costume and come live the unique The END experience.
Like every year, in a decor entirely created for the occasion, a full open bar, open food, 5.000 m2 (4 floors), 18 DJs, performers…
As always, the only question you need to ask:
As always, the only question you need to ask: