He's sitting on the couch gathering up his loose bills to put into the money counter while he talks to you about his night. Yeah, if that creep is gonna keep coming to the club and just staring as I dance, the least he could do is throw some cash. He laughs. Not a single fckin' dollar. He looks like sixty years old! And he doesn't move to the music at all, not even a two-step.
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