The Block

I was bar hopping a few bars on the block because they are so close to each other. The doorman waved me in so I said why not. It had been a few years since I visited this club but not much had changed. When I walked down the stairs the pictures on the walls looked the same. I remember this place being hit or miss with girls I would like. About five girls were working and one caught my I when I walk past the stage. She was about to dance. I got a beer and tip train wasn't bad but I could tell I was not going to stay long. I had other clubs to visit. Maybe another time.