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// The Club Scene 
// Story: Ponies At The Club 
// by Fanayvea 
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	You know the type of club im talking about. there are country clubs, rich person clubs, mares-rights activists clubs, wine-enthusiasts clubs, gun clubs, flying clubs, school clubs, rodeo clubs, underground revolutionary clubs, and kinky clubs, but just what is 'the club?' It seems kind of a universal term, so call all the clubs in equestria. But why is this just 'the club?' maybe it was meant to be kept a secret by old makers who didn't condone fun. whatever the case. 'The Club was a place for dancing, drinking, and hooking up, and the neon lights and flashing strobes just added to the atmosphere. Life in ponyville was a dull matter, so the club, provided by the stallion, the myth, the legend, Filthy Rich (or so the ponies had thought)  made it a place of life and enjoyment, and true magic. Everypony knew that real magic didn't come from friendship, it came from fun, dancing, drinking, indulgence, butchery, and sinning. All things that a certain pink pony lived for.

this 'club' would undoubtedly become a place for all ponies interested in fun, drinking, and carrying out their innermost desires. And that would be everypony. When asked what somepony would like about club mane-juice, one could simply answer: Mares, Martinis, and music. That would enough reason for a pony to anywhere. That pony would find true magic.