Tuesday, July 6, 2010 | 11:43 a.m. CDT;
updated 4:35 p.m. CDT, Tuesday, August 10, 2010
As the stripper shoved her face into my crotch, I realized I wasn't embarrassed that a stripper was in my ultimate personal space but rather that everyone in Club Vogue was staring at me.
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