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Bartending is a branch
of show business. Your bartender
can flirt as heavy as he wants
without danger of being
taken for real, thanks
to the wide spread
of wood between
him and the customer. There
are stars of course and
bit players. Tony
was known for the little
folded notes he pushed across
to cute numbers from out of town.
Boy, was his spelling bizarre.
Likewise his propositions.
But Scorpio
was also a porn star, his
equipment as well known
as his face probably.
Behind the bar he wore
one of those net shirts
so his nipples poked
through two of the holes.
It was a pity about
the sibilance, but
I could have killed
for a chance to chew
on those jumbo tits.

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