That's how my life was ruined. I was 17 years old, walking down Burbon Street in New Orleans, and a man came out and grabbed me by the arm. "Come in here, young man and see a 350 pound stripper!"
What do you do? Go in and spend the rest of your life wishing you had never seen that horrible thing? Or walk on and spend the rest of your life wondering what you missed?
What do you do? Go in and spend the rest of your life wishing you had never seen that horrible thing? Or walk on and spend the rest of your life wondering what you missed?

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