struck midnight. We were fearing an all-out bust. Luckily, though, way after dark, the bats left their caves and entered Green Room. "What'd I tell ya!" LinderSMASH shouted as he pointed at
the time on his cell phone, keeping true to the Cinderella-esque vibe of the evening.
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for a Goth style swap meet, selling everything from used records and handmade fascinators and pasties,
to etched drinking glasses and sex toys (which, by the looks of them,
were thankfully perfectly new and in their original packaging). The turnout was a little slim on the vendor side, but that didn't stop the latex, spiked, and corseted party-goers one bit from buying away.
DJ LinderSMASH, without hesitation, took to the decks and made sure the crowd that'd gathered for the peep-show stayed on the dance floor. There was hardly any standing room by the time we left the mob, who danced well into the night.