Me and my friend husband decided we had to step out after 10 days of staycation, it was not normal to just stay in our cave all the holidays when all the people were desperately partying celebrating end of the year.
The nearest place that train took us was portland and of course there is added incentive of seeing strippers. What could be more celebratory than seeing a beautiful creature up there? We never really went to strip clubs so our expectations were not that high.
Then came the moment when this funny sexy woman walks in and dances on pole like its the natural habitat. There is this confident dancer doing all the yang moves perfectly. She is super comfortable and proud of her body which makes the experience amazing-er and makes me invent a new word. Hmm these women are the god's angelic creations, some of us are blessed to witness this in person. Gosh, it was holy. Their conversations with front row people, the exuberant glow of the skin, perfect flowing hair and I am not even a lesbian.
We sat there for 4 hours and more angels came after 9pm. The show got more wilder with more performers. Stripping is just a part of the job but all the rest of it is so much effort put into their body flexibility strength. If there was a parallel universe, this would be one of the most respected professions.
As I went for first tips, I kind of blushed and one of the front row guys was like honey its cute. I just made strip club sound like a perfect outing. At the end of it, we were tipping complimenting, if time was more both of us would be in front row talking to them. There is always something for next time.
Thanks america for being this open minded. We do admire the modern women who work hard to look so perfect and perform flawlessly. Its not just desk jobs that shout feminism with burger in tummy. Low blow.
Respect strippers, they are perfect yoga acrobats.
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