Deja Vu

No, I’m not talking about the feeling that one gets when they think they have experienced something already again.

I’m talking about the STRIP CLUB!!  Yeah, baby!!

Today, I went running in my neighborhood, which is downtown Minneapolis.  I love running down here because it’s good peeps watching opps.  Lots of freaks out there in the Mini Apple — freaks don’t just exist in the Big Apple!  Who knows, people might be looking at me like I’m the freak.  Freakiness is in the eye of the beholder.

Anywho, today I made it down past the local Deja Vu.  And I can’t tell you how proud I am of the fact that I went from being born in raised in Saginaw, MI where there is another “branch” of Deja Vu to start my business career in a city that also has a “branch” of Deja Vu.  Wow.  Classy.

I looked for a logo of Deja Vu online to post on here and strangely enough, they don’t have a website.  That’s weird?!?  Or is it?  I don’t know how the porn industry works.  Wait, are strip clubs considered to be in the porn industry?

I’m happy to say I don’t know the answer to that.  Help me out, peeps.

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