Pop!

Blinding lights. Deafening music. Overpowering sweat and smoke. Bodies. Alcohol. Poppers. Heels.

An assault on the senses.

That just about sums up my first clubbing night.

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My virgin clubbing experience. An archers, a beer, a gin and tonic, a vodka with lemonade.

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I've never heard of Poppers before (have I even got the name right?). These small little bottles that look exactly like the thinner bottles you'd get in the days when liquid paper still came in a bottle with a brush.

You sniff it, and it apparently gives you a rush.

"Apparently", because I tried, and ended up choking.