In this picture, moi believes that Terri is telling moi the story of the one that got away - it was THIS big!! No, wait, she was dancing. Ooops!.
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Moi had heard that the club was quite fancy but moi was unprepared for what moi found.
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Moi had heard a good deal about a downtown club with the unfortunate name which moi will not give voice to, but which a Spooner-ised version of which appears as the title of this little page. Moi was informed that the club was on South Broadway in downtown Los Angeles. Now what was the street address? Moi cannot recall the number.
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Moi is sure that it will come to moi .
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Two stories!
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With balconies!!
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Private booths!!!
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Elegantly appointed!!!!
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If moi could only remember the street number.
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There were even passages leading to lower levels that looked sinister.
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So, having scoped out the premises, moi looked around for other Tgirls.
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Moi's selection was limited mainly to Terri, who moi knew from other places.
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Dancing like moi was doing.
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...as were many others.
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A trusty photographer snapped a picture of moi as moi was dancing, prompting moi to reciprocate -
Et tu, Brute!
(Moi is not sure his name was Brutus, but moi wanted to display the results of moi's classical education).
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Of course, as the regular readers of this page will attest, moi is not shy about having moi's picture taken. Right?
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