Strippers are cool, but I’ll be honest, I don’t think I could date one. Not because I wouldn’t trust them or anything, but the thought of what they do every night (and that strange, fucked-up men watch and touch them all the time) would kill me – my brain is just wired like that.

There’s a pretty awesome film about a stripper called Zola. I’d highly recommend it, Mia, if you haven’t seen it yet. It’s hilarious and gripping.

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