The Twang Guapa EP

I walked into a sex dungeon once, by accident, in Berlin. I was looking for the toilets in this bar and descended a spiral staircase in the corner assuming that was the right way to go. At first when I got to the bottom I couldnt see a thing for darkness. Then gradually I could make out the dank brick walls of what appeared to be a former railway arch. The bricks looked wet and mossy. They had a horrible kind of lichen glow to them which gradually allowed me to make out the alarming forms of naked middle aged men shambling out from the darkness. Were they coming towards me or merely going about their sexy business ? Ill never know because I shat myself, terrified, and legged it back upstairs. It wasnt for me. One mans night out is anothers nightmare.

Ian Mcquaid

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