Goddess Of Love

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We would say,

O se trouve les restaurant sais predict?

O se trouve les restaurant sais predict?

Very good. And if we wanted to know...

Stretch... and lift.

And greet them. And greet them.

And say hello again.

Come on baby, come over here.

You do your goddamn job!

You tell that motherf***er he owes me $75

for this and to brush his goddamn teeth!

F***ing cocksucker.

Avoid guys in baseball caps

because they're broke.

And they spend the entire time

trying to finger-f*** you.

Stupid ass.

What are you covering up?

Oh, I just have uhh... these...

spider bites.

You got bit in here?

Let me see.

Where? I don't see anything.

Well they're... it's better now,

they were worse before

- Can you tighten this for me?

- Yeah.

Do it tight.

Make it look like I don't

eat bread and sh*t...

Girl, I swear I stopped

dancing in Vegas

so I wouldn't have to

deal with these bastards.

You know I danced for a guy

tonight in a wheelchair,

said it was his birthday and

he was gonna f*** me in the ass.

I swear to Christ, all men

are the f***ing same.

Too bad these motherfuckers don't know

I like p*ssy.

Stupid asses.

- You not finished?

- Yeah, here ya go.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

You're new here right?

Yeah.

So what's your name?

Venus.

- You're real name, b*tch.

- It's Venus.

Oh, well I'm Jupiter, nice to meet you.

I'm just f***ing with you.

I'm Chanel. Well, Bethany,

but f*** that, right?

Ain't nobody trying to buy no dance

from no b*tch named Bethany.

You must clean up in here?

I do okay.

What's okay?

Like $100 to $200 a night, maybe.

That's f***ing ridiculous.

You might as well wait goddamn tables

in this b*tch.

No stripper should be hurtin' for a cash.

Do you know you can make just as much as

an attorney if you play your cards right?

So what's your game?

Ummm, I walk around the room

and if somebody wants a dance then

No, no nah... Stop right there,

I'm gonna help you...

'Cause you on that bullshit.

This is a sales job,

you have to know how to work these guys.

Don't talk about their job, or

their family, their little kids,

their boring-ass reality,

don't nobody want to hear that sh*t.

You have to keep it all in fantasy.

Talk about the new lotion you're wearing,

the new lingerie you just bought,

the hot chick you just made out with.

Whatever, I don't give a sh*t.

You just have to be dripping with sex.

Because once you have a man turned on,

that's when you can take all of his money.

Scan the room, find a

guy, lock eyes with him

and stare at him like he's the only f***er

in the goddamn room

and then you empty his f***ing wallet.

You got it?

Got it.

Good.

I'm just waiting for the

next song to start.

And then... and then I'll dance for you.

Okay.

Do you want to know what I did last week?

What did you do?

I made out with my friend Sophia.

Really?

Yep. And she's a... supermodel.

From Italy.

And... it was really hot because

I've always wanted to do that.

God, you look like my wife.

Oh... Okay.

I'm sorry. That was...

that was a bit weird.

- It's just...

- It's okay.

It's just amazing. You have the same eyes,

the same mouth, the hair.

The only thing different

was she was a blonde.

Oh, are you guys not together anymore?

No. We're not.

Why?

I mean, um, if it's too personal

it's okay, you don't have to tell me.

It's... it's okay... She died.

Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

I... I didn't know.

It's... it's okay. It's okay.

I'm sorry, it's...

I'm obviously not very good at this.

That's okay.

- Maybe I should just sort of leave...

- No.

- Then come back and start again.

- No.

No?

- No, no don't do that, stay.

- Okay.

Yeah, I like you here, actually.

I was born in New York City.

I love dark chocolate.

And my left foot is half a size

bigger than the right.

Done... Check!

Oh.

I should never have told you.

I know, you should not

have ever have told me.

So, why on earth would you leave

an exotic place like Australia?

Exotic? I don't know about that?

Hmm.

Look, I never really planned

on leaving Australia.

I uhh... I got a shoot out here.

I'm a photographer, and um... I...

I fell in love, I got

married and, I don't know.

Yeah... So you're a photographer?

Um hm.

Okay, well... Maybe you'd like

to take my picture sometime?

I guess this means

we'd have to see each other again then.

Umm, yeah... That sounds like a good idea.

Hi.

Hi.

You look amazing.

Thank you.

I hope you like dark chocolate.

Um, why don't you come in.

Thank you.

Wow, looks like another world in here.

That's the point.

I...made us a cheese plate,

with some strawberries and, um some wine,

I, I didn't know...

if may be you wanted some right away,

or... if maybe you wanted some...

So have you had a girlfriend?

Since, ya know...

A few short-lived things.

But nothing really.

Can I ask you what your wife's name was?

It was Victoria.

How did... she? I'm sorry, I...

No, it's okay, it's okay.

She killed herself.

What happened?

She uhh...

She uhh, she cut her wrists... in the bath.

By the time I got there it was too late.

There was no point in

taking her to the hospital.

She was very depressed.

Ya know, she would... she would go to bed

early, she would sleep all the time, ya know?

We wouldn't talk at dinner.

She stopped doing the things

she sort of loved to do.

She quit her job and...

and in a way it felt like she quit me.

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