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Throughout the course of 2024, I kept a running log of all of the private dances I got while visiting gentlemen’s clubs. I wanted to track my spending habits and see if there were any patterns in the appearances of the dancers I chose to get private lap dances with. In Google Sheets, I recorded the club’s name, the names…

This is my first TUSCL article, and I'm writing it on a topic that I've been thinking about for over 30 years: what is classy or trashy in the context of strip clubs. This opinion piece is intended to generate responses and possibly ire. Many of you will object to some of my thoughts. Some may reject every sentiment I…

HK has given me an opportunity to have sex with women way out of my league. Yes, I will be humble and admit it readily. That is the best thing about Zona Norte and I have earlier mentioned how the club helps men live out their fantasies. If we have time and means to do it, why not? There isn’t…

After the first night I met my ATF, we exchanged social media before I sent her home that first night we met. Eventually we graduated to phone numbers. We could DM/text/talk for hours about all kinds of things. I saw her in Follies then Vivide when it was a trash black club. We hung OTC every couple of weeks for…

I get, from personal experience, that we ought to take what dancers post online with a boulder of salt. When you patronize a dancer and see what they post or there peers post on social media it comes immediately apparently that its all a ruse because you know how they actually act in the club, and if they actually make…

Its 2015. We're in The Last Days of Follies, which isn’t a Netflix special about the legendary ATL venue for men of culture and women who generally uh, are uncultured. I was a night shifter in those days, I had friends trying to make it in the record business. We were trying to get the buzz up in every club…

The whole damn thing used to be a private affair. A gritty, seedy slice of American life, where the beer was cold, the lights were low, and the women—those beautiful, tragic, electric creatures—offered up their bodies for a few dirty bills and a dozen quick glares from the leering crowd. It was sacred, in a way. But somewhere between the…

"Señor Arturrrrrro!" I exclaimed as I hopped into the front seat of the cab. I was fucking high, in the intoxicated sense as we'd just smoked big fat gallo californiano. But figuratively too. That evening, I'd had amazing sex, followed by an elegant and satisfying dinner, and was excited about heading to a new bar with my wingman @ZBott and his…

This is an account of my first night of a 3 day stay in the happiest place on earth from Dec 12-15. For my first evening I made plans to stay outside of ZN with my ATF (Julia) that I met during my first visit to TJ in September. Initially I had planned to stay at Hotel Ticuan,…

For any PLs who have had multiple VIPs, have you ever noticed that some dancers and VIPs really stand out as memorable while others seem to go fleeting by? It doesn’t mean that an unmemorable VIP wasn’t worth the money. It might have even been an attractive and friendly dancer. Maybe she even got you to LDK.…