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THE CLUB: i walk in threw the back cause for shit i look like im 21. the steel door of rust still smells from the sushi chefs hands as he let out some fish gone bad earlier. an ally way, echos music threw it from inside. my inside man, just a poor busboy in the kitchen, he let the door a creek open about 5 minutes ago. i take a deep breath. i dont look over my shoulder. im in. smile to a couple foreign cooks and a kiss to one hell of a waitress, i see the doorway. the handle vibrating lightly from probably the 38 MGC deluxe speakers my brother told me this place got. i steady my hand, i hold my wriest and try not to think to much about anything but beyond these doors. i pull. nothing. i look up. "PUSH" in big yellow letters. why do they fucking do that with push doors? And with a jolt of attitude i feel quite cool about, i push. Bam. LIGHTS. MUSIC. PEOPLE.... the first thing i notice well getting slowly out of my daze is that this place has no fire alarms, no exits other then the front door in sight and lots of t-shirts on the floor i keep stepping on. The only lights are on the dance floor so its dark. i walk in to the crowd dancing, becoming a figure of sweat and muscles in motion. this is not a dream. i don't notice but my body starts bouncing or maybe its the people around me shoulders lifting me. i feel weightless and yet heavy. the crowd is one big organ, one unified heated oven, one connected beat. i close my eyes and thats when i can see the lights shine threw my closed eyelids, it makes me giggle, this hole place makes me giggle. laugh. shock. tense. relax. i cant tell if I'm still moving or even if Im still conscious but i don't care. Im here.