that's quite the bumper she's got to pull up to.when i bartended we had a customer we nicknamed grace jones. he was very black, very angular and moved like a dancer. he'd perch on top of whatever was around to perch on, wore dark sunglasses, and hiss-whispered his beer orders in a dramatic fashion. he always thanked me for playing music he liked.
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