A moment stuck in my head: A friendly, all-American belly dancer and a boring guy dropping five one-dollar bills on her shoulders as if he were covering her in furs and diamonds.
Bestowing five one-dollar bills on her naked skin with royal confidence known only to testosterone that is completely unaware of own irrelevance. And the girl, dancing with more fervor.
And my heart, bleeding a little bit over the tragedy that took place over a course of centuries and resulted in this: a beautiful girl dancing in this absurd setting for five dollars from an ugly fuck.
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