This morning I took my 80 year old mother to some appointments and to do some shopping. We went out for lunch and had grilled cheese sandwiches made with bacon, tomato and basil. They were surprisingly good. At one point we drove past a strip club. LIVE NUDE DANCERS, said the sign. We'd been driving along in silence just listening to the radio. "Well that's good," my mother said. "I'm not really interested in watching dead nude dancers."
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