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I Can't Dance Anymore

Jacquelyn Fulton



I Can’t Dance Anymore


Can you imagine the atmosphere? You walk in a gentleman’s club; you hear loud music playing and see people everywhere. Mostly men, almost every man has a woman sitting next to him, smiling. You look over at me and think to yourself, “This girl is lucky, she has the easiest job in the world. She is making good money; in an entertaining environment.” What you do not see is how unhappy me and the other women in this club are. Being a dancer stinks. The job is very stressful, it gives you low self-esteem, and just like a drug, it is addictive. That is why I must stop, I cannot dance anymore.
In the past, I have seen several talk shows where young girls dream of becoming a dancer because they think dancing is fun and you make good money. There is not anything fun about dancing. Dancing is very stressful. I am always under pressure by mana...

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