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ravencincaide · 4 months
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Between 7th and 9th street 
Summary: There was a secret room in the very back of the gentlemans club. It was a room Chuuya never mentioned and you never asked about- or else you’d end up giving yourself away. OR what happens in a gentlemans club stays in a gentlemans club. 
Pairing: Fem!reader x Chuuya 
Inspired by Kinktober prompt 9: Glory hole 
Warnings: 18 + minors DNI! Gloryhole, Blow and handjob, inexperienced-kinda, male orgasm, hint at prostitution and hint at infidelity- kinda, hint at old stereotypical norms concerning women, chastity, virginity and marriage, cursing and lies.
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You knew his schedule like the back of your hand. 
You knew how long each mission lasted just from its description; how many minutes or hours were spent as active fighting and planning time- and how much was just wasted away on bickering, talking, slacking or doing some other ungodly thing under the disguise of a job. You knew how long each meeting took- how many minutes each subordinate would dare to speak before they’d get uncomfortable under their bosses stern gaze and fiery temper.
You knew Chuuya Nakahara like the back of your hand- better than he knew himself.  
So it was only natural you would know what happened every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday. To be fair, Chuuya wasn’t hiding it from you either.  
Not the fact that he was going to the gentlemans club after work before he’d finally come home in the wee hours of the evening or night. In fact he was always open to talk about the men he’d meet there, the cigars he’d buy, the alcohol he’d drink and the deals he’d make. No, he’ll tell that to you even without you asking. Intertwined the details of the less formal part of his work in between sweet praises and claims of love; of how much he missed you. 
You knew however that there was one thing he was hiding from you. A little obscured room in the very back of the gentlemen's club which, at first glance looked like any other room for rent for those too intoxicated to go home for the night; A dimly lit place with a simple bed, a desk with a matching wooden chair and a bookshelf. However there was an odd corner of the room. Completely bare but for a serving trolly on wheels with several bottles of alcohol and matching glasses, and an unopened box of cigarettes. An ashtray and a box of tissues.  Underneath the cigarettes there was an inconspicuous condom or two. Pulling the wagon away from the wall would reveal a single round hole, no bigger than 6 or 8 inches in diameter leading into darkness. 
This was a room that Chuuya never mentioned to you and you never asked about: or else you’d end up giving yourself away. 
You used one of the back entrances to get to the gentlemans club; a little scruffy door in a tiny side alleyway between the 7th and 9ths street that was primarily used for deliveries and kitchen staff. Your little heels click-clacked against the polish marble floors as you quickly made your way through the different levels of the mansion. You kept your head low, hood pulled up and gaze fixed on the floor, pausing only to duck behind a crevasse or hidden passage whenever you heard someone approaching. You hid until they were gone then continued your fast pace towards the obscured room in the very back. Then you walked right past it, to the only door beside it. 
Entering the shoebox sized room, you closed and locked the door behind you before pressing your ear to it, listening intensely for the sound of familiar footsteps. A few minutes later you heard them; the faint clacking of fancy shoes as they made their way towards the obscure room. A slight pause and a swoosh of his coat- no doubt checking that he was not followed- before the door behind the wall opened and then closed shut. Then a faint echo of the lock clicking into place. 
You moved away from the door and moved to take your coat off, tossing it onto a nearby chair. Then you pulled off your dress, having it join your coat. Your bra followed. Wrapping your hands around your breasts you stayed where you were, safely out of sight while silently listening to the commotion on the other side of the wall. 
Pacing, cursing, drinking. Then finally the screech of the metal serving cart as it was pulled away from the wall. A shuffle of clothes, then more curses. Then the sound of money clanging against the floor on your side of the wall, followed shortly by a half erect cock with attached balls pushed through the circular hole. 
You recognized it as Chuuya’s instantly; the tiny birthmark on the very base being a dead give away.  You swallowed thickly before quietly inching closer. But you were not fast enough as you heard his low, menacing growl. 
“ Come on, be a good slut and take it” Chuuya’s voice resonated, loud, firm and unkind. Without a hint of sweetness. Almost as if he was addressing a bug. Like every word he spoke was wasted on you. “ You know you wanna rub it and suck it; that’s all a cheap whore like you is good for anyways”
You dropped on your knees in front of his lengths and teased him ever so slightly with your hot breath. You watched his dick twitch in anticipation, an alluring sight that filled your mind with all sorts of naughty ideas. The weight of it in your hand- the taste of it between your lips. Having it push down the back of your throat or spraying hot cum all over your face and bare tits. Your hands gripped your breasts tighter, massaging the skin.  Unable to stop yourself you ran the tip of your tongue over his slit, focusing on the smooth mushroom head, then down his shaft, finding a vein you trailed it all the way down his base, then licked at his balls.
“ No, No! Pretend to be awkward with it. Like you’ve never given head before. Make me believe it damn it–” Chuuya ordered, his palm hitting the thin wall separating you two in warning. He hit the wall again when you  weren’t quick enough to comply. 
You raised your eyebrow at his request then shook your head at your own curiosity. Asking questions would give you away- your only option was to shut up and do.  
You pulled your tongue back before licking your lips. You made him wait a few seconds- until he shifted uncomfortably behind the wall. Then you gave his lengths a careful lick, pulled back, then another more bold one focusing on the tip of him. 
“ Ahh yes my love!“ You heard Chuuya moan behind the wall. You could picture him, standing there, arm against the wall, forehead rested on top of it. Eyes closed, licking his lips, trying to keep his desires composed. You could guess what he was imagining. The sounds he made pulled your lips up into a small smile. 
Carefully you took the tip of him between your lips and ran your tongue all around his head in circular motion. 
 “yes, yes Y/N” Chuuya groaned quietly, barely loud enough for you to hear. You pulled his cock out of your mouth and gripped it with both of your hands, doing your best to mimic an awkward handjob; you moved them up and down, more carefully stroking than tugging. Only occasionally twisting or squeezing. Sometimes you’d grip too tightly then seeming to realize your mistake your touch would grow feather light. 
This earned you a loud groan from Chuuya, a frustrated, almost tortured sound. “ You’re doing great” he lied through squeezed teeth “ Just like that, you can be a bit bolder with it- grip it”  
You pretended to be uncertain before tightening your hands slightly, gripping his lengths tightly as you moved them slowly up and down. You heard a much more satisfied groan from Chuuya, felt him buck his hips into your touch. You moved closer to his dick, breathing hot breath onto the tip. Watching drops of pre-cum form as you teased his mind- reminding him of the warms of your mouth. 
You heard a breathy chuckle then a whisper;“ Don’t be afraid of it my love, taste it” Chuuya urged. With no hesitation you let one hand go and wrapped your lips around the tip. Your hand dropped down to your nipples, playing with the first one then the second round bud. You shuddered, spreading your legs as you felt the unbearable heat between them starting to get to you. 
“ Oh yes baby– see? it doesn’t taste much. Go on now baby–mmm yes like that” Chuuya’s gasps and groans made you take more of him in your mouth. Your other hand finally falling away from him and digging into your thigh in a desperate attempt to remind yourself not to moan. He’d recognize you in an instant– but you were so wet. So needy for him. The only thing you could think about was burying his dick deep in your pussy. But you couldn’t- not yet. Not now. You needed to wait a little longer. 
In desperate need you took the lengths of him in your mouth, gagging as he brushed against the back of your throat. Tears in your eyes, you pulled him back before taking him again as deep as you could. Sucking and licking his dick while your hips humped the air desperate need. Feeling the material of your panties just barely ghosting over your folds, making you want to scream and cry at once. You stopped yourself by sucking him harder trying not to think too hard about how he’d feel balls deep inside you. 
“ ah-My sweet girl, you're driving me nuts.” You heard Chuuya bang his fist against the wall making you startle and jump back slightly. An angry, almost desperate tone filled his voice; “ No, No! Don’t stop- don’t even think about stopping Y/N!” 
The way he moaned your name made it worse for you; made you that much wetter. You didn’t know how much more of this you could take. How much longer until you broke and gave yourself away, begging him to come through that wall and fuck you properly. Biting back a groan of desperation you focused your mind on taking more of him between your lips, quick and sloppy; licking and sucking. Both of your hands working on the rest of him that didn’t fit in your mouth. You set a rough, almost brutal pace. Alternating between deepthroating and buzzing around his tip with your lips and tongue. 
As he thrusted back into your mouth, you could tell he was close. Could feel him tensing, his cock twitching with the carnal need to fill your mouth with his burning hot seed. His desire- for you. A desire he screamed as he came, then kept cooing as he rode out his orgasm. “ Ahh Y/N!” Chuuya moaned as his cock finally softened and he pulled it out of your lips. A trail of cum and saliva followed, spilling all over your chest and tits. The sight made you crave more, made you rub the sticky seed into your skin. If this was how his cum tasted and felt on your tits, you couldn’t wait until he’d finally fill your pussy with it. Cum in you and breed you, like a proper whore. You wanted another round- this time with more of his seed on your face and body. 
You heard Chuuya take a shaky breath making you lick your lips in anticipation. Then you bit back your growl of frustration as he spoke; 
“ You’re a decent whore” Chuuya spat, pulling his dick back through the hole. You suppressed a needy whine not ready to call it a day yet. Instead you kept sitting on your knees- hoping he’d change his mind. You heard the opening of a box, shuffling of paper then the click of a lighter. The smell of cigarette smoke filled your senses making you shift even more needlily on your knees. 
“ If you ever speak of this to anyone, I’ll kill you” Chuuya muttered then to motivate your silence and tossed another large bill  carelessly at you through the hole. “ Now get out of my sight- you disgusting wench” 
Realizing he was done with you, you quickly collected the money then rushed to put your clothes on. You knew better than to linger; a moment of fleeting desire was not worth the price it would cost you. Thus you were the first one to leave: opening and shutting the door quietly behind yourself. Barely missing the sound of Chuuya’s fist hitting the wall accompanied with the loud yell of frustration. 
You made a mental note to prepare an ice pack or two for him once you got home. 
At home you were quick to take a shower, being careful to remove any and all traces of Chuuya on you. Then you brushed your teeth and applied the tiniest bit of makeup to hide your puffy lips. A splash of perfume to mask any possible reminiscence of the gentlemans club and cigarette smoke. You looked like nothing happened. Still you were cautious; you soaked the clothes you wore in soapy water and poured the tiniest splash of blue on the rim of the buckets as if you were testing out a new clothing dye. This way you could be sure Chuuya wouldn’t go snooping. 
Then you rushed into the kitchen to continue with the dinner you started preparing earlier that morning, not forgetting to restock the ice packs in your freezer. You were almost done with dinner when you heard the key turning in the lock. Your heart skipped a beat and you silently glanced at the mirror on the opposite side of the room, making sure you looked normal. Clothes ironed and fresh, hair clean and put up in a bun and the most subtle hints of make up which hid any and all indecent traces on your body. 
You tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear as you heard Chuuya enter the hallway with a low hungry moan; “ Oh god it smells so good, love ” he called from the hallway, rushing to take his coat, shoes and hat off. “ You have no idea how hungry I am, work was fucking brutal today!” 
“ Oh you’re right on time, love! My parents are joining us for dinner- father wants to discuss the finalities of our engagement; and mother had some concerns about the priest we picked for the ceremony” you smiled as you checked one last time on the simmering pots- tonight's festive dinner, feeling pretty proud of how the food looked and how well timed it was. 
Then you paused before letting out a shy giggle as you heard your fiance sneak up behind you. You laughed out loud as you felt Chuuya wrap his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “ I missed you so much sweetheart; you were on my mind all day. The only thing I could think about was you, holding you, coming home to you” Chuuya cooed his arms brushing against the metal of your chastity belt. Feeling it through your dress he let out a low sigh of frustration “ I can’t wait until we’re married sweets, then you’ll be finally free of the damned belt” 
You smiled a little and leaned more of your weight against him, salvaging the closeness, ignoring the subtle sexual hint he made. Ohh if only he knew how much you wanted to be rid of that belt- then maybe he wouldn’t pretend to be so gentle and subtle. Instead of agitating him you plastered a chappy tone of voice; “Still we’re lucky my parents let me move in with you before marriage- a chastity belt seems a small price to pay in comparison.” Before you could continue this discussion you deliberately reached down to take his hand in your own. You gaped as you saw the deep cut, the swelling and the bruise. 
 It seems he had not just slammed his fist against the wall -- but rather punched through it
“ Chuuya  you’re hurt, what happened?” Your voice carried genuine worry  as you moved to pry yourself away from him to get the first aid kit and the already-prepared ice packs from the freezer. Chuuya was quick to halt your movements, tightening his arms around you, keeping you locked to his chest. The action confused you; “Chuuya, love?” 
You heard him let out a low groan and bury his face further into your neck. “ It’s nothing sweetheart, I just lost my temper at the gentlemans club- there were so many frustrating people there, and no decent smokes either! You should have seen all those newbies whining about such mundane and stupid things- and the ungrateful old farts.. No, dollface, when we’re married you’re going to come with me and see just how frustrating and idiotic that place is!” Chuuya complained, his voice shaky, words rushed as if he was trying to persuade the both of you that all those upper class snobs and petty criminals were the reason behind his anger. 
You laughed and shook your head ever so slightly, slowly beginning to rock back and forth in a feeble attempt to inch closer to the stove and stir the food. You couldn’t force him to let you treat his hand- but you would be damned if you were going to let him ruin dinner. 
Chuuya followed your every movement, refusing to let you go. If anything he clung tighter to you- as though afraid you were going to disappear on him. 
So cuddly and desperate for you, for a sliver of your affection. It reminded you just how much you loved this man.  You felt your heart soaring as he pressed a kiss and then another to your clothed shoulder, a bubbly laughter spilling past your lips as you finally answered him. “ Love you know wives aren’t allowed in the gentlemen's clubs- that is the whole point of them!” 
Still the offer filled you with warmth, and cemented your sentiment to never speak about the little obscured room in the very back of the gentlemen's club and what happened there. At least until Chuuya broke the silence first.. 
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blackswaneuroparedux · 11 months
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O praeclaram supellectilem libroru *
Cicero
Oh, what fine furniture books are! *
The Athenaeum Club library.
The Athenaeum tends to attract the cream of the academic world (over 51 Nobel Prize winners) in literature and science.
The Pall Mall-based club was established in 1823 and is named after the ancient Roman Athenaeum, the centre for the study of literature and science.
Sir Charles Darwin used the Athenaeum to study in 1838. In one letter, dated August 9, he said: "I go and dine at the Athenaeum like a gentleman, or rather like a lord, for I am sure that the first evening I sat in that great drawing-room on the sofa by myself, I felt just like a duke. I am full of admiration for the Athenaeum, one meets so many people there that one likes to see … Your helping me into the Athenaeum has not been thrown away, and I enjoy it the more because I fully expected to detest it."
Breaking 150 years of tradition, the 2000 members of the gentleman's club for the 'intellectually elite' voted to allow women to become members in 2002. Baroness Susan Greenfield, professor of pharmacology at the University of Oxford, was the first woman invited and others have followed since.
Hands down one of the best libraries in club land. But they also have the most intrusive librarian with the beadiest eye to keep watch on you from her desk.
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"Dustin, I did it!!" - Orange Cassidy
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powerlineprincess · 1 year
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Dream Girl 2022. Me on stage. K.A. LuxHill336
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dansedan · 2 years
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Forgot I never posted this here! Gentlemen's Club, mixed media on canvas suite, 2022.
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frontispieces · 3 months
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Clubbable Types
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snugpubvn · 5 months
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Girly bars in Saigon offer a fun and lively atmosphere. I visited some of the top-rated girly bars in Ho Chi Minh City, and each one had its own charm. It's a great way to experience the local culture.
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yourangle-yuordevil · 5 months
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what if we flirted at the gentlemen club 😳 (and we were both flirting) 😞❤️😞Discreet Gentlemen's Club
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rheya28 · 4 months
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The Crown [ Lounge + Bar] ♥ The Sims 4: Speed Build // CC
Welcome to The Crown, a haven of refined indulgence that seamlessly shifts from an upscale morning restaurant and lounge to a sophisticated evening gentlemen's club. In the daylight hours, experience culinary delights in an ambiance of polished dark wood accents, moody lights, and soft jazz.
As the sun sets, The Crown transforms into an intimate and stylish club, where discreet luxury meets thrilling entertainment. With an emphasis on sophistication, The Crown offers an unforgettable fusion of exquisite dining and sensual experiences in an atmosphere of opulence.
Additional Notes: ● In order for the adult club function to work, you must download the wicked whims mod [Download at your own risk]. ● This build does not have to be a club, it can be set as a restaurant, a lounge, or a bar. ● I am not 100% familiar with wicked whims so I will not be answering questions regarding the mod. However, I played around with it and did some playtesting as a club owner and everything is functioning correctly on my end. I advice that you look up tutorials if you're not sure to how this lot type works.
● Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ● Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ● Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file ● Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ● Thank you to all CC Creators ● Please let me know if there's any problem with the build
➽ SPEED BUILD VIDEO
00:00 Beginning 00:02 Intro 1:25 Speed Build 15:52 Photos Sim's Featured in the video are by the talented @rhdweauni0 <3
➽ LOT DETAILS
Lot Name: The Crown Lot type: Gentlemen's Club/Str*p Club [Can be set as a lounge, restaurant or bar] Lot size: 30x30 Location: Windenburg or San MyShuno
➽ MODS
● Tool Mod by Twisted Mexi ● Wicked Whims by Turbodriver [optional: This is only required if you want to set this lot as a club] ● Functional Pool Table by Utopya
➽ CC LIST:
Note: I reuse a lot of the same cc in all my builds, specifically cc's from felixandre, HeyHarrie, Tuds, and Pierisim so if you're interested in downloading past, present, future build from me i suggest getting all their cc sets to make downloading a little easier! other creators include Sooky, Charlypancakes, Sixam, Thecluttercat, Myshunosun, awingedllama, Peacemaker. This will also ensure that the lots are complete and are not missing any items upon downloading ! CharlyPancakes ● Miscellanea [books] ● Soak [ Floor pattern, wall lamp] Amelie ● Vintage Art print #3 Severinka ●Aura Bedroom - Ceiling lamp V01, V03 ● Ceiling lamp Alpha ●Industrial Light II Ceiling B, Ceiling D Sooky ● Dark Academia Victorian Oil Paintings 01 ● Horizontal Oil Painting - landscape ● Horizontal Oil Painting - Still Life ● Vertical Oil Painting - Landscape ● Vertical Oil Painting - Portrait ● Vertical Oil Painting - Still Life The Clutter Cat ● Dandy Diary pt 1, 2 ● Hello Horses FelixAndre ● Chateau [all ] ● Berlin pt 1 ● Colonial pt 2, 3 ● Florence pt 2 ● Gatsby ● Georgian ● Grove [ all ] ● London Interior ● Paris pt 2, 3 ● Soho pt 3 House of Harlix ● Harluxe ● Livin Rum ● Orjanic Harrie ● Brownstone [all] ● Baysic ● Brutalist ● Coastal pt 2, 3, 8 ● Klean pt 3 ● Kwatei ● Octave pt 2 ● Shop the look pt 1, 2 ● Spoons pt 3 ● Jardane Kiwisim4 ● Block house dining [dining chairs] Lilac Creative ● The classic Collection Little Dica ● The even Grander Piano Myshunosun ● Garden Stories [patio lights] ● Lottie [candle] ● Simmify pt 2 [book clutter] Pierisim ● Coldbrew pt 3 ● Combles [chair] ● David Apartment pt 1, 2 ● Domain du close pt 2, 3 ● MCM pt 1, 3 ● Oak House pt 4 ● Tilable ● Winter Garden pt 1, 2 ● Wood Land Ranch pt 3 Plush Pixels ● Parisian Apartment [coffee table only] Simcredible ● Bossa Nova Ceiling lamp Simplistic ● Rusticlife area rug Sixam ● Boho Bathroom [floor tiles] Taurus Design ● Lilith Chilling Areas MycupofCC ● The Modernist [wall lamp] Tuds ● Ind Syboulette ● Ratatouille [Sign ] Utopya ● Pool Table [mod]
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mailikeswrestling · 2 years
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best friends and orange cassidy better win the trios they are my top guys ever
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blackswaneuroparedux · 9 months
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A true Englishman doesn't joke when he is talking about so serious a thing as a wager.
Jules Verne, Around the World in Eighty Days (1872)
Michael Todd’s adventure comedy film ‘Around the World in 80 Days’ was released in 1956. The film starred David Niven as Phileas Fogg. It also starred Mario Fortino Alfonso Moreno Reyes (known as Cantinflas) as Passepartout, Robert Newton as Detective Fix, and Shirley MacLaine as Princess Aouda.
The rare picture of David Niven as Phileas Fogg in the Reform Club’s Card Room was part of a set just for publicity purposes and is held in the Reform Club archives. When it came to actually filming the scenes in the Reform Club they shot in the studios with a life-like set. The Reform Club refused to let any filming done on its premises for fear it might disturb its members.
As a current female member looking back, I might have voted otherwise just to let some daylight in to this once stuffy place.
Times have changed and a few private members clubs are quite partial for a big budget film to shoot some scenes in their iconic premises. This includes the Reform Club which has appeared in many popular films such as the James Bond films ‘Die Another Day’ and 'Quantum of Solace', 'The Avengers', 'Sherlock Holmes', 'Tenet', and others. I know there are now grumblings from current members that things have swung too far and the Reform Club is not a film set but a private haven for its members. So perhaps the Reform Club should close its doors on the principle less is more.
Anyone want to take me up on a wager that it will?
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powerlineprincess · 1 year
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Me on the pole. 2022 K.A. LuxHill336
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Crowley, a romantic: I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door...
Aziraphale, a hoe: Slither right in, my dear, slither right in >;)
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Have you ever dreamed of owning your own strip club? Well, this is a bargain- the building, built in 1880, in Manitowoc, Wisconsin, was most recently a "gentleman's club." Live & work in the same building, or rent out the 2 apts. upstairs. Only $200K.
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Both apts. are basic, but they're in very good condition. They can be decorated. Now, let's go down and check out the club.
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Not bad. The long seat and the glass block are nice.
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Very large bar.
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Big men's room.
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Only 2 stalls in the ladies room, though.
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So, here's the stage. I didn't know that a shower was a thing. Or, is this something unique? Fascinating.
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Place isn't bad. I've been in worse- my ex was a roadie.
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I guess you could put tables here.
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Must be the dancer's dressing room.
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They have a toilet.
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I have no idea what this. Afraid to ask.
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Basement definitely has some potential.
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There's no yard to speak of, but one apt. has a balcony and it looks like the other has a rooftop deck.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/924-Washington-St-Manitowoc-WI-54220/2052987811_zpid/?
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writingdinosaur · 8 months
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Okay so Neil Gaiman confirming that Crowley said “YOU don’t dance” rather than “WE don’t dance” is both funny and a bit sad to me. Funny because it means Crowley doesn’t know about Aziraphale at the discreet gentlemen’s club, which he would have gotten an absolute kick out of, and sad because he doesn’t know about how much Aziraphale loved dancing. Especially considering the whole “angels don’t dance” side story God gave in S1. Aziraphale is nothing like the other angels and even if his angel wasn’t ready to ask HIM for a dance, Crowley would have loved every second of watching him smile and dance around.
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