The Strange Economics of Members' Clubs

How belonging became aesthetic labour and intimacy became monetised.

Some nights, you forget what you’re even performing for.

You bought the right reservation on Dorsia. You barely eat. The lighting’s better than the food. The plate is a backdrop. The Story is the point.

You tag ambience, not appetite. People blur. Conversation is background noise for the content capture. Everything is designed to look unplanned — the effo…