It's a secret place, hidden out of sight in the basement of Place Beauvau.
The public, who does not suspect its existence, will never be able to set foot there.
Accessible by a hidden entrance that leads to a flight of spiral steps, you have to lower your head to enter.
Nestled behind a thick double-locked door, the place has three rooms, measuring at most forty square meters.
Between its vaulted stone walls riddled with white, there reigns an outdated atmosphere, where a fever that only wants to rise and a feeling of prohibition that makes you dizzy mingle.
In the dim light of a dozen light bulbs topped with kitsch lampshades, which look like they have come straight out of a cardboard saloon at the Warner studios, a battery of slot machines and "bingos electronics lie on worn carpets.
Wisely aligned, the relics wait to click for the umpteenth time.
In majesty, in the middle, throne...
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