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A girl that I grew up with ended up becoming a stripper in my hometown. During my summer job, she came into my store and we got to talking. Eventually, she told me where she was working and invited me there to get a show. I declined. I grew up with this girl and it would have been creepy to see the girl you remember at the age of 5 shaking her stuff in your face for money.
BTW, I would have felt differently if she invited me to her house and shook them in my face for free. Yeah, I'm a little bitter about that....
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