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	<title>Comments on: The Saint&#8217;s Tropics</title>
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	<description>Visualizing Denver&#039;s Past &#38; Present</description>
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		<title>By: joyce fahey</title>
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		<dc:creator>joyce fahey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2012 20:20:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ah memories. I was a waitress there in the late 50s. the picture above showed the awful outfits we wore for a while. thw tall lady in the foreground is ann hart, who was head waitress. the girl next to her was i think,rosalee. each waitress had side jobs to do during the night. the thunder you heatd with the hourly storm was a large sheet of tin hanging behind the stage.your job was to shake it while the water rained down. another job was to reach out from behind the stage curtain and grab the clothes the dancer peeled off and dropped. by theway, the beautiful Tempest Storm NEVER dropped her clothes on the floor. she always had a prop of some kind to gently lay her garments on. the birdcage that came down was built for warrens wife, donna who sang &quot;im only a bird in a guilded cage&quot; to open hershow. she did not take off her clothes. need i mention the monkey cage inthe front lobby?a disgusting pair of nasty monkeys who loved to shock people looking at them by waiting for someone to say honey, come look&quot; and then the mail would mount the female.the tropica had a great house band too, cannot remember any names except jojo williams who was i think our favorite.lil ran the kitchen and put out some great steaks.there was nothing sleezy about the place. we all made lots of money and had a lot of fun.we got new uniforms every year or so, i remember our whit leotard with a fringe skirt that used to catch on the chair rungs as we tried to get by. also liked the white because the club had black light, so we all glowed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ah memories. I was a waitress there in the late 50s. the picture above showed the awful outfits we wore for a while. thw tall lady in the foreground is ann hart, who was head waitress. the girl next to her was i think,rosalee. each waitress had side jobs to do during the night. the thunder you heatd with the hourly storm was a large sheet of tin hanging behind the stage.your job was to shake it while the water rained down. another job was to reach out from behind the stage curtain and grab the clothes the dancer peeled off and dropped. by theway, the beautiful Tempest Storm NEVER dropped her clothes on the floor. she always had a prop of some kind to gently lay her garments on. the birdcage that came down was built for warrens wife, donna who sang &#8220;im only a bird in a guilded cage&#8221; to open hershow. she did not take off her clothes. need i mention the monkey cage inthe front lobby?a disgusting pair of nasty monkeys who loved to shock people looking at them by waiting for someone to say honey, come look&#8221; and then the mail would mount the female.the tropica had a great house band too, cannot remember any names except jojo williams who was i think our favorite.lil ran the kitchen and put out some great steaks.there was nothing sleezy about the place. we all made lots of money and had a lot of fun.we got new uniforms every year or so, i remember our whit leotard with a fringe skirt that used to catch on the chair rungs as we tried to get by. also liked the white because the club had black light, so we all glowed.</p>
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		<title>By: erick</title>
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		<dc:creator>erick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2011 23:05:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>unbelievable! - where did you come up with all this great stuff ??</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>unbelievable! &#8211; where did you come up with all this great stuff ??</p>
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