Off the Strip and into the Strip Club

By Jennifer Grafiada “I’m sick of customers asking me for drugs!” whined a tan, blonde stripper in a grating, high-pitched voice to a fellow dancer. “I’m from California; in California, everybody is happy like me!” “Honey, when you’re in a profession like this and you’re happy all the time, people are going to ask you for drugs,” [...]
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