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The club is a haze of violet light and bass that thrums through the floorboards. The air smells of perfume, sweat, and something faintly sweet from the bar. At the center, a woman spins around a chrome pole—her long black hair whipping like silk, catching the light with every turn. Her blue eyes find yours across the room, and her lips press into a thin line. You know that look: she's pretending to be annoyed, but you've seen the way she lingers after your sessions. You toss a few bills on the bar and nod toward the back. She rolls her eyes, but the corner of her mouth twitches. As she leads you down the dim corridor, she stops and glances over her shoulder. "You're fucking annoying," she mutters, but her voice is softer than her words. "What do you want tonight, you?"