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By:Alexis Angel


“Goodbye,” I whisper, and then leave, closing the door behind me. I’ll be back, I know it… But I figure that by the time I’m back Destiny will already be cradling a miniature Austin in her arms. Can you imagine that? A small version of Mr. Python, running around the playground and lifting the girl’s skirts. Ah, I can see that pretty clearly.

I walk to the limo and get inside there. The moment I’m cruising through New York’s traffic, I lean back against my seat and just look out the window. Life can be tough, sometimes. And I’ve seen a lot of broken lives and broken homes during my time at Python. I did my best to make a difference, and I think that I succeeded.

Now it’s time for me to make my way in the world.

But where?

Just between you and me, it’s going to be Barcelona.

A friend of mine told me they make really good orange juice there.





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Out And About - New York City





Bringing you the skinny on the hottest attractions in and around Gotham…



New Yorkers rejoiced today at the grand opening of the most anticipated nightclub this year: Dirty Python.

The new club is a merging of the now famous (or infamous) Python club that used to exist for women only as well as the more traditional Dirty Destiny, which was owned and operated by noted porn star Destiny Renee before being shut down in a NYPD Vice Squad raid last month.

Sources claim that after months of protracted legal battles, the owner of Python, Austin Price, was able to secure the rights to reopen Dirty Destiny.

Yet by this point, Mr. Price had also secured licenses and permissions to operate a nightclub in Manhattan.#p#分页标题#e#

The ensuing decision was simple for Austin Price; considering he was engaged to the Dirty Destiny's owner and operator.

"We realized that once we combined our clubs, that we could still have a section cater exclusively for women where they would feel safe, but also have a section where women and men could mingle, and then a section where men could be by themselves," Austin explained to Out and About reporters. "Basically, the women can go wherever. We box the men in certain places, because, well...they're men."

Destiny Renee stood next to Austin Price today as co-partner and Chief Financial Officer of the Dirty Python club, a triumphant return to a city that had treated her so badly according to many observers.

Recent uncovering of evidence has led many to believe that the closure of Dirty Destiny last month was politically motivated by the Police Commissioner. Several other ethics investigations have already been opened up into his dealings.

A full-fledged investigation has been promised by City Hall as multiple businesses and organizations have come forward over the last several weeks to complain about extortion and gross abuse of power.

But for many, the troubles caused by a disgraced Police Commissioner are second only to the enjoying the new club. In a city where the latest nightclub opens every week, Dirty Python is unique.

"We love each other very much," Destiny Renee states when asked about what makes them different. "At the end of the day, this is something we do together. And each day, it helps us fall more in love with one another."

Only time will tell whether love is enough to keep Dirty Python as hot as it is now. But after experiencing the goods, we believe it is.





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Epilogue - Destiny





“Hey, babe,” I hear Austin’s voice, but I can’t really process what he’s saying. Lazily, I open one eye and then the other. He’s kneeling beside me, looking at me with a tired but happy smile. He’s still wearing his slick Armani, so I figure he must've arrived home from the club just now. Lately I’ve been staying at home; I’m a mom after all, and the club life isn’t really the most productive use of my time. In Austin words, I should focus on being a mother first and a businesswoman second. To be fair to him, he also considers himself a father first and a businessman second.

“Hey,” I whisper, my voice as lazy as my eyelids. God, I feel so sleepy. I must have fallen asleep in the couch. I take one quick look at the watch on my wrist—it’s 7 am—and I realize that I spent the whole night in here, huddled under a blanket. Which is good, you know? Since Anna showed up in our lives that I’ve been struggling to get a good night's sleep. Not that I’m complaining; she’s the most perfect little creature I have laid my eyes on, and every red-eyed morning is worth paying just for having her in our lives.

Oh, right, who’s Anna? you’re probably asking. She’s our baby, of course, the cute little one asleep in the crib inside our bedroom. We named her Anna after Mistress Strokes, her real name. I liked the name, and I also fell in love with the idea that I was naming my baby girl after a strong woman, one brave enough to fight for what she believes in and make a real difference in the world. A woman good enough to be a role-model to my daughter. Because my girl will grow up to be just like that, you better believe it.