Fraulein. The main mistress of a strip bar by Martin Shaw
Life is pith—stodgy, pulpy, and dull. While dancers wobble their lives away, waiting to grow their own, I am stuck in the simple, soul-grinding mathematics of a 9-to-5. But if I had the liberty to spend my time in the neon haze of the clubs, with my money safely tucked into the elastic of a thong, I know that even there, the same repetitive strain would eventually take hold. Still, if it comes down to it, I would choose a death from the excess of indulgence over a death from the rot of boredom
About the Artist
Martin Shaw
The Perennial Alien…… Time has been a cruel curator, leaving me so translucent that a summer sneeze among the Michaelmas daisies might scatter my remains to the wind. I am a creature of seasons, though they do not favor me. In the depths of winter, I submerge myself in the grit and…
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