One of the saddest things about getting older (I am now 19) is the realization that it is difficult to be unique.
That is why stripper names are very important.
I believe that every other strip club in America has a dancer named Exotica (one of whom is pictured here), in addition to a Jade, a Devon, and, more often than not in certain parts of the country, a Jugzilla. I could be wrong.
This particular Exotica started a five-night run at Atlanta’s Pink Pony on Monday and will be dancing at the Van Nuys Spearmint Rhino from May 4 to 6.
“Any plans for a middle-America stopover in the intervening week?” I did not ask.
“Dunno,” Exotica did not reply. “Jugzilla’s driving.”
The Latina Exotica is a small animal groomer in her spare time. I think we could really make something happen.
Previously: Industrious Tera; Non-Arthur Brown-related world; You yell “shark”
See also: Spicy Exotica; Memorable quotes from Exotica
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