In the whole of the thousand and one nights, in the most shameful rituals of the tantras, in the carvings of the Black Pagoda, in Japanese brothel pictures, in the vilest perversions of the oriental mind, you could not find anything more nauseating than what goes on there quite openly every day in this little village of sin that sits atop a hill just outside the walls of Paris. It's a place where evil does not know itself. ¹  And in the midst of Montmartre lies La Salle de Rêve.  A place of lust and desire.  Where fantasy comes alive.  Some people begin or end their fondest dreams and darkest desires with the phrase "In a perfect world..." ¹ La Salle de Rêve is that perfect world.

For More information regarding the Rêve, including answers to many of the most commonly asked questions about the room and its inhabitants, please visit the La Salle de Rêve site.  It's not long, and very painless.  We do reserve the right to follow through with anything we have on the page regardless of whether or not you have read it.