There are moments in strip clubs where art slips through and shatters the venal anatomy lesson, moments where a dancer flies around a pole and the arc of her body sets my soul on fire with its beauty. Those are the moments that keep me coming back and watching, keep me sitting through the lonely and sometimes painful nights of empty show and tell that...
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obsidian_:
you know I love to write....But Grammer and spelling is not my friend...I blame it on growing up in Applachia and no one actually says stuff how it should be said so inturn it makes it that much hard it to spell it.....
voltaire:
hello! hello!