The light of an old film illuminates the scene. Amidst the haze and the sound of jazz, I appear: La Vênus Fatale.An actress of lust, a student of cinema, but on the burlesque stage, striptease is mine.Come in, kneel… and enjoy.I am the velvet and venom muse, with a soft voice and a presence that commands.Some call me a Goddess. Others, a downfall.Me? I simply watch — and choose.The worthy kneel. The foolish fall.You have entered the Venusian Temple, a sanctuary where the sacred and the profane meet in a fatal kiss.Here there are no scripts, only fate’s design.Every gesture [more]
