Julie On Tuesday, Friday, And Saturday!

I still don’t fully understand why I journeyed here on a multitude of adventures. For my precarious attempt to condense the sheer enormity of all that is well with Kandy’s still remains so perplexing to my nature. Serving as a sincere sanctuary for a serious sapiosexual, I often found intelligently meaningful conversation.

My supposition being that all strippers are dancers, but not all dancers are strippers. The difference predominantly occurs when the artistry conveyed transcends the performance. Unwavering is my belief that the lovely ladies, each with a radiance shining through her uniquely individual style, are foremost dancers and artistes. My favorite is Julie, for she possesses a genuine disposition and an ardent heart. Her illustrious independence follows her like a rainbow follows the rain, promising she’ll never be put in a fishbowl. “She is a fine breeze, warm and gentle, filling my bag with many good things to content my heart.”

It appears my education at Kandy’s is finished, and I’m looking forward to my next endeavor. Perhaps I’ll finally take up the delicate art of glassblowing, but with disregard for whatever I do next, I will never forget the most important lesson I learned from this experience. Sometimes you must remove yourself from your comfort zone to acknowledge who you are, and what you desire to represent. No matter what a person’s position is in life, People are still People.