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A long time ago, back in the age of dinosaurs, not only before there was a The_Wife and even before there was a The_Girlfriend, there was The_Jazz as a solo act. It was even more pitiful than what you see today.
The_Jazz, a man alone, went to San Francisco for business by himself. Business was done and good business was written. It was a glorious day. The business associates took The_Jazz to a nice dinner in downtown SF and then dropped him at his hotel. Being young and dumb, he decided to have a nightcap at the hotel bar. Interesting conversations took place and he found himself at a bar down the street. Another round followed, and The_Jazz decided to go back to the hotel for some well-deserved rest. Two or three wrong turns later, he found himself outside of the Mitchell Brothers Theater. Having heard of the Mitchell Brothers, he ventured inside. Again, being alone is key. There were several strippers in various stages of undress at different stages. He enjoyed the visual feast in front of him and was approached by several for "private" dancers. Eventually he was convinced by a nice young brunette.
Once back in the private curtain area, paid for in 20 minute blocks, he was handed a menu of options, printed and laminated, and advised that condoms were available.
Enough said.
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