At the corner of O’Farrell and Polk, San Francisco’s most reputable strip club, the Mitchell Brothers, has been entertaining men in suits and young men in baseball caps for 4 decades.
I’ve never enjoyed the inside of the club, but I do enjoy the augmented women in Juicy Couture sweats, oversized sunglasses, toting roller luggage that circle the place and then mysteriously slip through the front door. I’m sure these women are using the proceeds of their trade to pay for college.
If one of these bleach blonds were to stand in the middle of the street outside the club and look west, she would see St. Mary’s Cathedral, or sometimes known as the washer machine, due to its organic shape. And if one of these librarian-foxes-turned-hot-teacher happened to be standing in the middle of the street at 10 am in October or April, she would see this.
Yes, it’s a great shadow breast on the side of St. Mary’s Cathedral.
Like Christians seeing the Virgin Mary in the wood grain of a bathroom door, Strippers from all over the world come to San Francisco in mid October and April to worship the Great Shadow Breast! All bow.
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