You shivered, feeling exposed and aroused as you walked down the dimly lit street. Neon signs flickered above you, casting a garish glow on the pavement. The air was thick with the smell of stale beer and cheap perfume. The heels of your shoes click-clacked on the sidewalk, announcing your presence to anyone within earshot.
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