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Once again, the strange things I do for work….

Girl-a-go-go

Girl-a-go-go

A recent weekend found me dressed to the nines, sipping quality tequila and struggling to hear and be heard over the thump-thumping of the DJ while smiling, laughing and otherwise carrying on and watching the cute young go-go dancer gyrate away…

Nah, I wasn’t clubbing. Not really anyway…

What was I doing? Working.

Work that night involved the already mentioned club scene, and it also involved driving a Bentley up to Scottsdale….

Yeah, you can hate me now…

Yep, that's me....

Yep, that's me....