/lit/ - Literature

>go to an upscale toronto club last night with some friends (male)
>the patrons are all incredibly stylish and beautiful women
>their jubilant, expressive manners make them appear as if they are all famous actresses
>the staff of the club shepherd us around for a while, telling us there's no space, we have to buy bottle service, etc.
>friends are seriously upset
>to me it seems obvious that this microcosm of feminine perfection could not exist if they let every large group of horny guys in off the street
>go to another club
>I'm drawn to the street fighter 2 cabinet in the club
>play against some qts
>pretty cool
>leaving the club
>some dude pushes me and calls me an asshole for "being with that guy" (one of my friends?)
>tell the man I don't even know him
>people are trying to calm him down
>ok.jpg
>walking away
>duck into some building to avoid the pouring rain
>middle aged british people are talking about continuing their after party and calling an uber
>look outside, 2 cops are crossing the street on horseback in the pouring rain, surrounded by club goers
>walk to my car, drive home, jerk off, sleep, wake up, post this

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