This is a little something I wrote on the back of a beer label last night when I was gallivanting around to downtown bars with friends.
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Red flows from the table tops as incense drifts, filling the area from ceiling to floor. Shouts of conversation can be heard over the thump of the bass. The table tips when leaned upon, shifting the liquid in my glass. On the dance floor women writhe and grind on each other while men stand around the perimeter drinking their beers. Glass bottles and cups line the ledge around the room with varying levels of liquid residing in the bottom of each container.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
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