The Strippers Are Naked

Caleb’s hand grips mine tightly as we push our way through the heavy red velvet curtains. We step out of the dim entry corridor and cross the threshold into a chaotic, neon-soaked underground strip club. The sheer wall of sound hits me like a physical blow. The heavy bass of the music thrums against my ribs, a relentless, punishing rhythm that syncs with the frantic beating of my heart. The air in