Tampa Strip Clubs: The Book Of Love According To Herr-Dawg
December 26, 2009Winston: We’re at a strip club.
Herr-Dawg: Are we? Huh. I suppose we are. Anyway, I’m a couple years older than you Winston, and, well, I feel like it’s my responsibility to share some wisdom with you. This is a crazy game we play, and you never know what things will be like next week, let alone next year, and so I wanted to make sure we got some time to talk. About serious stuff.
Winston: Serious stuff?
Herr-Dawg: About the most serious stuff, Winston. About that which has inspired poets and artists for generations! Love, Winston. True love.
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Herr-Dawg: It’s just. You know, I come here to try to get away from those feelings of loss. And I just can’t. Everything reminds me of Zeus. Like that stripper pole. He loved peeing on poles. Or the strobe lights. He loved flashing lights. Oh, I don’t know.