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Never go to a strip club in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia.

Strange Horizons just published my short story, “The Purple Hippopotamus Wading Pool.” Funny story: in 1999, I went to a strip club with Paul and our friends Greg and Jen, and when I went to the bathroom, there was a purple hippo wading pool in their bathroom, taking up one of the three stall spaces. So I had to write a story to explain how it got there. This is that story.

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