Klub Ice - Team Crafted Fan Fiction

Klub Ice - Team Crafted Fan Fiction

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida jue, ene 22, 20154h 27m
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You'd never think twice of the one night club in a long strip of clubs that all had raving reviews while it never had one. You'd never think twice of its white and pink facade that quite frankly could remind you of an ice cream shop and it's name didn't help. Inside were 8 guys all in the same clothes and 5 girls. One looked like she came from the Victorian Era, and she did, one looked like a 20's flapper, and she was, a third looked like she lived in the middle of World War 2, and she did. There was also that 60's roller derby chic, bumps and bruises as fresh as the day they were made, and for her it was the day they were made, and lastly there was a punk looking girl,the most modern one, and she came here in 2005. Klüb Ice best club. You never leave Klüb Ice. You never age in Klüb Ice.
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