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!! Â Yeah, baby!!
Today, I went running in my neighborhood, which is downtown Minneapolis. Â I love running down here because it’s good peeps watching opps. Â Lots of freaks out there in the Mini Apple — freaks don’t just exist in the Big Apple! Â Who knows, people might be looking at me like I’m the freak. Â Freakiness is in the eye of the beholder.
Anywho, today I made it down past the local Deja Vu. Â 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. Â Wow. Â Classy.
I looked for a logo of Deja Vu online to post on here and strangely enough, they don’t have a website. Â That’s weird?!? Â Or is it? Â I don’t know how the porn industry works. Â Wait, are strip clubs considered to be in the porn industry?
I’m happy to say I don’t know the answer to that. Â Help me out, peeps.
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