moderately priced lap dances
. . . and the Cornmeal Fried Oysters with Cole Slaw and Hot Sauce (yum).
After lunch, I went down to the French Quarter, which really wasn't my thing. It made me think of Vegas with better architecture and deeper history. But maybe if I had heard the music play . . .
However, if you're looking for a moderately priced lap dance -- from the prettiest girls in the South, no less . . .
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