beodddierich:

As taught by the hyper sexed of 80th and Stony Island, Chicago, IL

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I didn’t mean to be here.  Well, I did and I didn’t. I meant to head south on Stony Island, I meant to pass corners where young men hours before were fatally shot.   I meant to barge into the karate studio at midnight, I just didn’t mean to go on the wrong day.  As I opened the door I knew this was going to go one of two ways, me shot dead or the best night of my life!

I had meant to show up and photograph a Ball.  This karate studio by day was supposed to be filled with hundreds of men vogueing by night.   There was supposed to be drag performances, an MC, judges and dudes talking their shit!  I was a little caught off guard to find that my arrival was met with a few thuggy “ladies”.  

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As I entered the establishment I was met with a sharp toned “what are you doing here buddy?” The one who said that gets up and starts walking my way.

"Aren’t there supposed to be men here?" I quickly reply to make it sound like I was supposed to be here.

"That’s tomorrow night.  It’s ladies night tonight" she says.

"Ladies night?" I reply

"For lesbians."

"Ohh, are only lesbians allowed?"                                      

"No, ni99@s can come too!"

I pull my Ball Scene flyer out of my pocket and to my amazement I see that I am in fact at the right place at the wrong time.  I apologize to them and I wish them all a great night.  

"Wait" one of them says.  "What were you going to do here?".   "I was going to take pictures."  She laughs, says "honey, this could be a blessing in disguise.  I am Dj Niema.  Do you want to stay and take pictures?"

These gangster ladies, holding down the front lines were just trying to protect what’s theirs.  They were the barricades, the gate keepers protecting their most valued resource… dry humping.

"Yes I’ll stay!"  It was a symposium.   Minds met, bodies collided, worlds expanded.   School never taught me the practical use of my body.  I didn’t even know that I can go where I thought I couldn’t.  When I did finally leave it was 6 am.  I entered the karate studio as a college drop out and I left with a degree in mind fucking!  

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