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the entrance we were welcomed by a very friendly porter, who asked us to fill
out a registration form. At this point I had a little panic attack, because a
little voice in the back of my mind was saying, there's no way back now. There,
there, don't be silly, just wait and see if it's going to be fun or not, I said
bravely to myself. The
female proprietor of the club, who I had already seen once on television, put
us at ease, gave us the key to our locker and asked us if we would like a tour.
"Well, that would be nice", the two of us answered, and we went upstairs already
to put our coats in our locker. Just a short while later a nice perky girl came
to up to us and introduced herself as Dicky, and asked us if we were ready for
the tour. | 
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