PHOTOS & TEXT BY JOEL |
It’s like walking into another world when I walk through that door. The ladies and gentlemen drop five dollars to get a stamp then change into someone else when they get on the other side. The music drums in my chest. The only steady lights for navigation are the one at the bar and the one at the restroom. Most patrons go straight for the bar; I like to step into the shadows and watch for awhile... |
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