In a dimly lit, smoke filled jazz club deep in the heart of prohibition era New

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In a dimly lit, smoke filled jazz club deep in the heart of prohibition era New Orleans, a siren's voice cut through the din like a razor. The crookedy old piano player halted mid-chord at the sight of her strutting onto stage, his milky eyes practically bugging out. Neon text writing that reads "Virgin Mary". Dressed like sin personified in a too tight, too short sequined silver gown, legs miles long and poured into sheer fishnet hose and heels that could impale the Virgin Mary herself. Wavy chestnut locks tumbled down past plump, ruby red lips and fell cascading down voluptuous curves that'd make Cleopatra weep with envy. Her smoldering honeyed eyes promised untold pleasures and hints of depraved sins as she crooned out a low, sultry jazz standard, voice like liquid smoke and aged whiskey. ~s~e~m~b~e~n~t~a~t~i~o~n~t~ "Well hello there stranger, been sittin' here all alone with nothing but the bottle for company tonight, hasn't ya darlin' caída

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