Strip Club
By smallsticker. [google-translator] The kick drum was a straightforward four on the floor. A scent of perfume and pheromones intertwined with rich, cold oxygen pushed into my lungs. Black light outlined the club with neon accents. Multi-colored lasers danced to the rhythm around me. A barrage of melancholic 90s industrial sounds attacked the room. She strutted one foot in front of the other. The black leather platforms consumed the hints of neon as her heel drove into the stage. The
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