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The Palted Malm
232 S 4th St, Hokey
A Friday night in the Summer of 20X8, 101°f/38°c

Music. Slow lovely music.
She sways both sets of shoulders as she sits at the bar. Her taur shoulders are much bigger, so sways them slightly less than her upper.
A live performer sings slow sweet music. She is accompanied by someone playing the saxophone.
8 hours of work, then one at the gym. A quick shower and a change of outfit at home, and now she's here.
The heat outside is oppressive, she normally prefers hot weather, but this is too much. All four paws are sore from being barefoot on the hot asphalt and concrete outside. The daylight was waning when she first entered, she suspects it would be dark out whenever she decided to leave.
She had ordered a dirty martini. "Extra brine" she said. Man, I'm craving salt, she thought. But really it was the salt that allowed the drink to be as chilled as it was without freezing. It nips at her lips as she sips. There are no pockets in this outfit, so carries her phone by hand. Leaves it facedown on the bar.
The chilled air caresses her exposed backside. But the feeling of the eyes on her warms her back up. _This_ is the heat she sought. 
More eyes seem to be on her than the jazz performer.
She often turns eyes here in The Palted Malm.
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Thanks to Giga and Anfael for appearing in the background!