Oooh Necto. It's such the magical place to go on a crisp fall Friday night. This was the first time I've gone where it didn't turn into an up, down, up, down experience! Maybz because there was no Kory with a K there for us to stalk.Or maybe because Neil, our only gay boy in the group, was too shitwrecked to go look for boys in the red room. He was
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