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Discovering the Kill Miss Pretty booth at last weekend’s Exxxotica Expo was very weird. It was like wandering half-drunk into Goldrush and getting a mid-afternoon lapdance from a feature dancer who turns out to be your cousin. But once the initial confusion wore off, there were questions: What exactly were these Boynton Beach glam punks selling here? Their music? Their asses? Who paid the several thousand bucks for this booth? And why?
Well, according to frontwoman Alicia Olink, the band was there peddling their catalogue to porn producers and that’s all. “If people want to fuck to our music, we’re all for it,” she said. As for the other questions, Olink and the rest of KMP stayed silent, smirked, and skidded into song. Some things must remain secret.
