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Dec 2013
By daylight,
they sold
burgers & chips,
the atmosphere
a bit chill,
touristy.

But at night,
things heated up.
The dance floor rocked,
the tiny rooms rolled.
They sold something
tastier than
meat and potatoes.

Many a ******
lost their pesos
to such festivities.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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