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Strip clubs are just like
Art Museums, You can look
But don't You dare touch
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Pandora’s Burden
“My brother warned me to not accept gifts from the one who commissioned you,” said Epimetheus to the woman clad in silvery raiments standing at the entrance to the temple. Her silver tiara and the silver rings on her fingers and toes glinted in the firelight cast by torches set on either side of the doorway. Lingering in the shadows, beyond the reach of the flames as she was, he could not tell what she held in her hands. At first what appeared to be a box was perhaps a funerary urn, or maybe merely an apple.
By J. Otis Haas6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
Yes! And you will get kicked out of both. Such a bizarre yet truthful comparison. Wonder if there will ever be a stripclub museum. Haha. The rules would be the same.
Brilliant! Made me smile for its truth 🤍
That was funny
Hahahahhahahahahahaha that's sooo true!
Funny, Thavien! I'm not sure everyone would follow your advice...