After Dark
Now, it felt like a uniform for a different kind of prison.
The club was loud, as always, a pulsing beat of music and laughter that usually helped me forget. Tonight, it just amplified my anxiety. I danced my usual sets, smiled at the usual faces, and collected my usual tips, trying to appear carefree, untouchable. But every glance at the clock reminded me that tomorrow night held something far more unsettling.
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Saturday night passed in a haze of flashing lights and forced smiles. When the last customer finally stumbled out and the cleaning crew started their work, the club felt strangely quiet, the air thick with stale perfume and cigarette smoke. My heart pounded a frantic rhythm agains
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