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Eons ago, I used to hang around a burlesque group--back when there was a resurgence of the artform. The group attracted a lot of characters (besides me), and "Isil" was one. An aspiring model at one point, she told us a version this story one night over drinks. I recently reached out and asked if she could write up the experience for me to edit and publish. She said yes and sent a draft. "How I Got Pied" is edited by me, with some parts fictionalized: there was no dressing room, she r... Read
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