Lest anyone lament that we’re losing our perch as the – I don’t know, Vienna of the South – Nashville city leaders are suddenly concerned about the bachelorette parties and pedal wagons.
I’ll let you know when our understated dignity is restore—
Dammit.
Down here in the Florence of the south, in the 30’s or 40’s Mayor Crump shut down our infamous cathouses. In the 80′-90’s, authorities managed to marginalize our notorious strip clubs and force them into the peripheries. (One pesky one remained a national draw well into the early 2000’s, mostly because it was a favorite of horny law enforcement. But it went too far and was shut down.)
All of that worked, as Memphis is now a pinnacle of civilization.
I hear your sausages are great. Writing from Florida, I have no relevant experience to share.