On Friday night, London’s club kids flocked into a Hackney venue for one last INFERNO. Soundtracked by the metronomic throb of basslines, bodies writhed and arms stretched skyward in a sweaty, euphoric farewell to the city’s most celebrated queer night. With red as the night’s final dress code, INFERNO’S devoted disciples showed up in signature chaos – smudged face paint, bloodshot contacts and brazen back tatts.
Photography by Michele Baron
