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A nice brief package came to the office the other day. Needs a couple of batteries, and a place for me to hide it.

If you know what I’m talking about, then Claire Cavanah and Rachel Venning would preference to thank you for helping them make the last 15 years a time of sexual freedom and experimentation in Seattle. And for your business.

If you don’t apprehend what’s in the box? Then it’s high age you hit Babeland, the Pike Street storefront that serves as Seattle’s private G-spot.

On Thursday from 7 to 10 p.m., the store will celebrate its anniversary with burlesque stars, go-go dancers and an after-party at the Wild Rose. (Need I tell you to leave the kids at home?)

The timing for this shindig couldn’t be better. The Dow plunged again than 500 points, and Merrill Lynch and Lehman Brothers are gone, as is greatest number anything that was in the path of Hurricane Ike. And politicians are taking added potshots by the hour.

No wonder in like manner many have taken to their beds.

It may take a little might to walk from one side the door of Babeland and take in its subsistent stock of silicone and battery-operated thingamabobs.

This isn’t Lowe’s, after all.

But it is a place by reason of home improvement, for fixing what’s broke and putting a novel layer of … something on … whatsoever needs it.

“Sexuality is so important,” Venning told me. “It’s how we enjoy animated existence and connect with other lower classes.”

And yet it wasn’t thus easy to communication about in 1993, pre-”Sex and the City,” even in this incorporated town.

“For women, in that place wasn’t support for discovering their own sexuality,” Venning said. “There were no shops where a woman could check out vibrators, where you wouldn’t feel like it was scuzzy and scary.”