I doubt anyone outside Southern Indiana knows what a stripper pit is. They don’t exist anywhere else. This is sometimes embarrassing for me in conversation, if I say I spent many happy adolescent hours there. People think I’m talking about Thong Thursdays at Fast Eddie’s. The British Broadcasting Corporation once sent a reporter by boat to Evansville to investigate the wild ways of the inhabitants—the kind of thing they used to do in “deepest Africa,” I think. We are Hoosiers, after all.

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