Disco In The Red Room
It was so hot….
The Red Room was the hottest joint around.
Disco filled the steaming air as I’d spend hours twirling, dancing, high kicking.
Matt Dillon was there. So was a young John Travolta. Leif Garrett hung around. And a pre-MAGA Scott Baio, natch. But, Matt. Matt was my guy. I swooned over him. The music would pound as I’d…