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everyone's dancing like they're in their bedroom and no one is watching, except her. i see from the balcony that the top of her shirt says "murder city" and i wonder if the bottom says "devils", but i am sure that it doesn't, because that would be out of place here. she wears her hair as if unburdened by its weight or mass, mostly blonde with some black. she dances without the awkwardness of others (their awkwardness not caused by inhibition, but simply who they are). self confident, but not arrogant, she is worth the door price. i slink down the stairs to catch a closer look, but every time i land she's not to be found. finally i catch her just as i am leaving. "devils" it says, below her breasts and above her waist.
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