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		<title>By: kalebeul &#187; Why are tranny shows here crap?</title>
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		<dc:creator>kalebeul &#187; Why are tranny shows here crap?</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 May 2006 16:53:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] A while later, some of us did a cameo somewhere else in a tranny cabaret show. As S observed, tranny shows here (at least the ones that appear in public theatres with subsidies) are all the same and have more to do with religious ritual&#8211;Easter in Seville, Castro speeches&#8211;than art, intellect or invention: men acquire extravagant costumes, playback expertly to mediocre disco and musical tracks (imagine 13-year old girls at an end-of-term school performance), and end, hand on crotch, with a wistful reference to love; the audience cheer wildly and for no apparent reason and go away feeling even more tolerant and beautiful than they did betwixt their linen sheets that morning. [...]</description>
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