Stateline Idaho... seedy no more.

This is Friday's post, but I didn't have the photo until today.

There is a little wine shop at State Line in Idaho on the border towards Spokane, a place that used to only be known for half-naked to fully-naked dancing girls, and very accommodating "massage" parlors. Most of the men drank beer or whiskey, and I doubt there was much wine, unless it was pink.

State Line has certainly cleaned up its act. Today the whores-I mean masseusses-are gone, the girls dance just half-naked, and in the back of the tobacco shop is a cool little wine tasting bar. 

And where there is wine, you will usually find us... fully clothed.