An artsy, smoke-choked bohemian headquarters by day, this tiny Secessionist space becomes one of the sloppiest, most unhinged student clubs in Wrocław on weekends, with the party going on until dawn o'clock. As drunken revellers bump into the DJ booth, the masses writhe to skipping recordings of everything from classic MJ to the Doors to Goran Bregovic. So chock-a-block with shimmying students and hipsters that dancers obstruct the door, so start testing your moves on the approach 'cause you're going right into the frying pan, friend.

Note that smoking is allowed inside this small venue; if that puts you off, head across the hall to its more holistic sister venue Kalaczakra.