Shark bites
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"Do you work here?" I asked, noting the bright neons behind him. It wasn't a regular club but a fucking strip club. I just knocked the shit out of a frickin stripper.
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Frank's never had much pride now that he's a sex addict and deep throats strangers for money. His best friend, Alex, who sees Frank more than a friend is living with them after situations with his own parents. A complicated life takes another turn when Frank runs into a stripper his same age and living in a similar situations, while one has pride, the other lost his a long time ago but can pride be something that can be restored?
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