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No, Vancouver has no strip clubs at all, but then it doesn't need any with Portland right across the river. Portland has more per capita than Vegas, I'm relatively certain. Two on every corner.
Just got back from doing karaoke and making out in the naugahyde booths with my new gf and drinking her homemade apple wine while she gets her son to sleep. I sang Carpenters, Dolly Parton, and Barry Manilow tunes. She rocked "Separate Ways" by Journey. I'm overlooking that she was a stripper some years ago and she's overlooking that I'm still married with my wife living in my house until she can get some fraction of shit together. Her last two serious relationships had this same ex who's still around element to them, so patterns they do replay. Whatever. December is still the only decent month I've had in the whole pathetic year of 2009. Here's to rebooting.
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