A dance lasts as long as a song. The dancer gets paid up front. The money she makes helps keep afloat her husband's auto body shop. She's an honest dancer. She thinks she's worked just about every club on both sides of Tampa Bay.
Men pay better in Tampa, but with all the talk of regulation, they're scared to come in.
The money is slow. And her doctor keeps calling, asking her to come in for another visit. Six weeks ago, he told her she has cervical cancer. Other women may be pulling down thousands dancing, but not Tammy. She doesn't have the money to pay the doctor.