The heat of densely packed bodies press against you as you push through, hoping to find an abandoned seat. Or perhaps you are a privileged patron and have a permanently reserved booth. Your senses are assailed by a cacophony of voices straining above music so loud your very bones vibrate, the scent of heated bodies, the strobing multicoloured lights. You can hear the concerted beating of multitudes of living hearts even over the throbbing music. You can feel the rush of hot blood through the veins of their excited bodies. The very air throbs and shimmers with an intoxicating brew of excitement, desire, fear, longing, desperation, and nearly every human emotion imaginable. Are you one of the throng? Or are you the predator in their midst?
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