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For many, Bang was their first foray in to a gay nightclub and to be confronted by the Goddess, to say the least, was a little disconcerting, if not down right terrifying. Many that befriended Millie would later confide that she instilled this sense of horror and fear; a question many would ask themselves, and Millie…is gay life all about dressing up as a woman, shrieking at all in sundry like a demented hyena? With a flutter of her lashes and a flashing of her hoop, the Goddess would respond;
‘A woman? Look dear, you'd be hard pushed to find ANY woman looking like me trolling down the cold meats aisle in Tesco’s on a Saturday morning!’
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