The kind with neon lights and paint chipped walls. Where dark figures loiter in dimly lit corners smoking cigarettes and watching on through heavy lidded eyes. I wanted filth; I wanted sleaze; I wanted the thrill of being fucked with fear and adrenaline pumping through my veins. Or who would come around to my apartment on his lunch break for a quick bondage session before heading back to a business meeting. One afternoon I get a message from Jack with a link to a website of a porn cinema in South London. So on a Wednesday afternoon, after grabbing a wine and a burger at the markets, we optimistically trotted off to this adult porn cinema for a few hours of sordid, sleazy, entertainment. I can remember it now; the anticipation, the nerves, and the wine in my belly making me feel slightly sick.
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