Go-Going For it: My night as a go-go boy in a gay nightclub

By COREY LEVITAN

It's a good thing I'm getting married next month. These photos are going to kill off all my dating options for at least three years.

As one of nine go-go boys at the gay nightclub Piranha, it's my job to "fulfill the fantasy," as described by Carlos Salazar, the 34-year-old Las Vegan who trained me to replace him.

I can't imagine a single fantasy fulfillable by the sight of my jiggling atop a Plexiglas pedestal in low-rise briefs , but here I am.

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PANE AND SUFFERING: Window-washing stint has reporter yearning for terra firma

By COREY LEVITAN

My trembling right foot slips off the rung as I descend the ladder backward. The ground, where so many of my fondest memories have occurred, lies 921 feet straight down.

I don't want to say I'm afraid of heights, but I talk to God whenever the ski lift goes over those roller things. Yet here I am, hanging outside the observation tower at the Stratosphere, washing the windows. Yes, the ones at the tippy top.

And I've lost my footing. My ass is glass.

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