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Sep 2016
Love is a speakeasy
The secret joint where we get on

Where from under crawl spaces
And in between walls of bricks

None could ever ever tell us no
Here We let loose - Mr. Slick

Hey Cool Daddy, and Big Mama "Oh's!"
Drinking, music, drunk off jazz and soul

Love is a speakeasy
Not everyone knows,
              but everyone should...

Go and let go.
Butch Decatoria
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Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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