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A Tale of a Ballroom Dance, circa 1925

His tie knotted tight at the collar pinches the neck, he’d love to holler Her corset pulled tighter than a drum she’d like to scream, but can only hum No sacrifice too great, who worships fashion midnight hour aches and pains ~ faces ashen

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Date: 1/13/2025 5:18:00 PM
Yes, there is great pain in order to have fun. I liked your coupler.
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Date: 1/13/2025 10:38:00 AM
So much for formality. I can't imagine having to tolerate such clothing. I am with Tom on this one Gershon...
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Date: 1/13/2025 12:58:00 AM
Hoping to pull her latest squeeze, with corset so tight she could hardly breathe. He with a tight collar, poor fella could’nt swallow, or even holler… Beryl
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Date: 1/12/2025 10:04:00 PM
Give me jeans and tee shirts any day lol. Tom
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