I've heard a lot of people say that nothing good comes of "guy's weekends. I say "not so fast, my friend. One can learn a lot if they just keep their eyes and ears open." This past weekend I spent a great deal taking in the sights, the sounds, the smells of Toronto, Canada and came away quite impressed by what they have done with the place. Their dollar is worth more than ever. Toronto is on a building spree, allowing for one bedroom apartments to go for $1600 a month. Restaurants and microbreweries seem to be thriving. But there is one industry that is having a hard time.
Exotic dancing in Canada has seen better times. So much so that years ago they started to import their dancers from Eastern Europe. While in Toronto I had a chance to "interview" a number of dancers from Europe that paint a picture of a "stripper underground railroad." One of these ladies that claimed to be 30, but looked not a day over 23 (must be metrics... I never get conversions right), claimed that an agent completed all of her paperwork to get her here and found her an apartment to live in, with 14 other dancers. What a great guy!
Sure these girls were attractive, dirty, and flexible, all the requirements that make a good stripper, but something didn't seem right. It took me a while, and a number of interviews to realize what it was that was missing. National pride. I was lucky enough to find three girls from Montreal that take pride in their country and the quality of their grinding. And when I cast a critical eye upon my own U.S.A., I don't see a large influx of outsourced dancers and I am proud of it. Our women are meeting demand with their own 100% American supply. God Bless America. God Bless America's Stripping Women!
2 comments:
This was vagina dancing, wasn't it?
It was vaginariffic!
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