Personal Narrative: Why I Celebrate At Cabaret

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I’ll be 36 in October and I’m going to celebrate at “Cabaret”. I love that place. Some of my friends want to go if they won’t have to work. I’ll probably wear hight heels and a ponytail. Actually, I’m not going to drink a lot of cocktails before they arrive. I may get some gifts, but it doesn’t matter; I’ll just want to spend a fun time together.

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