Chicago's T-Girls
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The sun sinks over chicago. Night is upon us. In the pale moonlight you catch a glimpse of them. Their stocking covered legs gleam as they scurry about the back alleys. You can hear the clicking of their heels as they strut to their destination. You notice that they are not your ordinary type of girls but your eyes can't turn away. Then one stops. As she lights up a cigarette, you notice the bright red lipstick left behind on the filter. She's beautiful, she's different and then she's gone. The next day, week, month you look everywhere. The streets, the papers,the internet,the bars but she has vanished. She disappeared. They all have disappeared. You can't get the image of her out of your head. As you lay in bed late one night, you notice a pair of nylons that your girlfriend had left scrunched up in the corner of your room. As you pick them up, your thoughts go back. Not to the escapades which led to their removal but to the visions of the mystery women. Thinking of them, you find yourself slipping the nylons over your foot. Your head spins. Your heart races. The TRANSFORMATION has begun........>ENTER
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