The Collision

Go to any corner in this city and you’ll see it: A matte-black Lamborghini idling behind a bullock cart. A billionaire in a tailored suit eating Vada Pav off a newspaper.

That friction—that collision—is where The Gully lives.

We don’t believe in "high-end" vs "street." Those are old labels for people who like boxes. We believe in the tension. The dirt under the fingernails of a hand wearing a vintage watch. The hoodie worn into the boardroom.

Luxury isn't about being "polished." It’s about the ability to navigate both worlds without changing your clothes. It’s the high-low reality of the modern era.

If it isn't a collision, it's boring.