#203875 - He took the items and then pressed then into my hands and said loudly, “March!” As I slunk back towards the theatre, I could feel my cold pee-soaked ass grow warm as the Usher’s eyes burned into it. “What was that all about?” the old woman asked. Then she retrieved a pen from the side pocket of her bag and wrote her name and number on my hand.
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