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Monday, February 17th, 2014 | Author:

Even now, in the back of the club, near the dark velvet bar stools with STAR WARS embroidered in the back, stands the manager, checking out the bruise on a dancer’s upper buttocks. She’s telling him it hurts. And she’s not the only girl here with bruises sprinkled over her body. Maybe they’re from climbing the pole. Maybe they’re not.

Friday, February 14th, 2014 | Author:

Rose struts through the table section, laughing at the men’s jokes, and complimenting their girlfriends and wives on their taste in men. She’s the only woman in the club who is getting more tips than the obligatory dollar after each dance. And she’s earning every last bill.

After she’s done talking, though, as she walks away from the table, her smile slips, and her eyes glaze a little. It’s only for a second before she makes eye contact with another group and smiles, heading their way. But it’s enough to tell — Rose wants to get out of here.

Tuesday, February 17th, 2015 | Author:

“Where were you when you first used porn?” I asked him.
I wanted to write about porn use and abuse, so I found a porn addict who was willing to speak with me honestly and bluntly. I was at a Christian University, so it was a controversial topic. We met in a secluded part of campus for the interview, and his name was changed in the article. But he let me tell his story.