Interdisciplinary Studies in Literature and Environment Advance Access originally published online on October 9, 2009
Interdisciplinary Studies in Literature and Environment 2009 16(4):817-822; doi:10.1093/isle/isp099
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Mating Dance
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After ten years of marriage and a good while since dallying in the nightclub scene, my husband and I, quite by accident and with no intentions, stopped at the newest Omaha hot spot. I suppose we wanted to see what we had been missing. Stir was advertised widely as a dance club/nightclub/singles bar, in the vein of the famous Studio 54. Since I was old enough to actually remember the seventies, I felt quite at home. As we entered, the club was dimly lit with a long bar across the front where the dance floor ran, complete with choreographed bartender who never spilled a drop of alcohol as he threw a fifth of rum over his shoulder, behind his back, and up again to the deafening beat of seventies disco music.
We found a table across the room and away from the crowd. Beside our table and leopard-print chairs