Yes Sir I Have Arrived (Chapter 14)

On the Finch bus going west I sit with Elaine and thank her for what seems to be the tenth time for coming along with me to support me on my first night at Charlie T’s as Hilary is nowhere to be found.  Elaine’s never been inside a strip club, and after me telling her the stories about me and […]

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The Bare Necessities (Chapter 12)

​“Annie, make sure it’s locked.” Hilary says choosing a needle from a few she has in her blue velvet jewelry box.  I ask her, “Why do you need to do this now?” When we get into the change room in the lingerie department at the Bay I see how she tosses the pile of slips and bras aside to get something […]

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Hunting and Gathering (Chapter 11)

Hilary wants to know what exactly was the deciding factor which reeled me into agreeing with getting our freelancing license,  I can only say that it’s enough people telling me I’d have to start out waitressing before bartending and I really couldn’t stand working in place doing that. Also, the strip club Charlie T’s is […]

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Synchronicity City (Chapter 9)

When Hilary and I have a disagreement, I usually cave in and let her win. She appoints herself with a mental gavel and adjudicates the discussion. According to her, my defense has too many holes in it. My weakly formed arguments get wiped away like spider webs in the basement.  Having a disagreement can take […]

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More Research Is Needed: Jilly’s And Filmores (Chapter 8, Part 2)

Instead of having to scam mister streetcar driver with old transfers Hilary and I do our slithery step shimmy up through the back doors as they stay open when the passengers get off. We slide into the back seat putting our feet up. Just as we pass the Eaton Centre I look down to see […]

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More Research Is Needed, For Your Eyes Only (Chapter 8, part 1)

Today I’m distracted at the Have-a-Java with images from last night’s investigation playing in my mind. Smoothing out a fresh layer of wax paper in the basket for the raspberry squares I see a redhead twirling around the pole at Las Vegas. When removing the soggy garbage from the condiment stand I see the muscular […]

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THE INVESTIGATION: 
PART 2: ZANZIBAR, LE STRIP & BRASS RAIL (CHAPTER 7)

Zanzibar is much bigger than Las Vegas, and pretty much looks like what I’d imagine a strip club should with red stage lights, red vinyl booths and black lacquered tables. The colour scheme seems as suitable as chrome and turquoise would be for a 50s diner.  Even the customers matched the standards of the bar, […]

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The Investigation: Las Vegas Strip Club (Chapter 7)

Hilary and I begin to invest time in seeking the perfect strip club the way some people search for the perfect car.  Before our nighttime journey it was intrinsically necessary to spend some prep time in one of our all-time favorite hotel bathrooms. This particular bathroom features a fantastically chic peach powder room lounge complete […]

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Overall Inspiration (Chapter 6)

Today wasn’t starting out very good. From the moment I forgot to take an umbrella to the second I became drenched by the rain I wished I never had to leave my room to come to work at the Have-a-Java. When I did arrive in the safety and privacy of our tiny back room my […]

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The Nooner

I went to AA and CA meetings in Toronto when I was twenty-four and then stopped. I went back at twenty-six, and by being back I was at a meeting every day and was ‘working the program’ with a sponsor. I would make it a habit to hit this one meeting at noon on Mondays […]

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Misery Loves Lunch (Chapter 4)

By the time I get to the Eaton Center I’m just another creature in this massive aquarium. Stopping off at the counter in the Bay I fiddle with the latest samples that are promoting someone in marketing’s idea of the “Grunge” look. I debate picking up some heavy studio fix for my face as controlling […]

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Red’s Corner (Part 2)

Tommy’s face was always red. He had brown rocker hair with puffy bangs and thinner wispy parts in the back. He had white business cards with a black font reading: Master Tim – Bartender. Tommy was the quintessential New Yorker from the 70’s who wore the same outfit, tight black jeans, white t-shirt and black […]

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A Hustling Heaven Historical Landmark: The Chez Paree (Part 1)

It’s a slightly drizzly evening in February when I begin my investigation in San Francisco’s Union Square. I decide to take a chance and follow my intuition by exploring the neighboring area around my hostel. I’m 20 years old but don’t look a day over eighteen and now owned a brand new pair of black […]

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Wake Up And Make Up (Chapter 2)

Jewish Strippers on Heroin is based on true events but of the names have been changed. Today I wake up resentful as usual of going to work. Not even the thought of getting paid later motivates me to leave my bed. Propping myself up with a pillow I find my head throb slightly and my […]

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There’s Gotta Be More Money At The Have-A-Java (Chapter One)

Jewish Strippers on Heroin is based on true events but of the names have been changed.  Every one of us shares a mutual pride in our brand new Have-A-Java on the third floor in the Eaton Centre. The sun pours down on my face through the enormous glass sky-light ceiling. Having glass walls also works to […]

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Jewish Strippers On Heroin premieres this #HumpDay

Join MISS Butter at 8PM #HumpDay for the premiere of the absolutely insane real-life antics of Jewish Strippers On Heroin right here on The Reading Salon. Oy vey! MISS Butter & The Reading Salon present: Jewish Strippers On Heroin Wednesdays at 8PM January 13, 2016 Premiere episode: January 13, 2016

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