Like guardians at the gate.
We watch in awe ... well, we watch dumbfounded, at the parade of half dressed mostly attractive young women who frequent this place. Inevitably followed by a group of handsome young men.
Young and in search of ... a good time.
I've been numb to goings on in this place for many months now...Well, not entirely. It just seems that I am so far removed from these people that sometimes it make me wonder what the hell they are thinking.I sigh in relief that I am past that time of my life. Then wonder, was I ever like these girls? The truth is, I was never a club girl.
I always had my own niche...but one can't help but wonder, was I really all that different?
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