tuscl
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Market Street Cinema
1075 Market St, San Francisco, CA 94103, USA*

Reviews

12 yrs ago
Club is in a converted 1912-built...
Club is in a converted 1912-built theater that's seen (much) better days. The cover is $25 but sometimes can get a $15 voucher they hand out 'round town. The "doormen" tend to look like someone who wandered over from an AA meeting. Music tends to be a headache-inducing level designed to be heard from the front of entrance. Still a bad neighboorhood whose few customers tend to be poor black men (just sayin') who have no cash & actually try to pimp out the dancers- hilarious to watch dancers laugh @them! Has gone downhill slowly and is now worst in The City- most the ladies here could not last a week @ competing clubs nearby. Club used to have features here of 80's porn stars with big hairdos & gigantic boob jobs- they still left a third of over 100 portaits of past ones in stairway. Came to see '06 NV gov-hopful/ Adult Legend Mimi Miyagi feature in Jan '07 & met 2 great dancers: Lucky & Emile in process. The dancers otherwise mostly high-hustle and have to be cause of their skanky looks. You will be offered a COMPLETE menu in the private rooms- if u don't have a favorite here skip this club. Most of my favorites move on quickly to better clubs. When I first ventured here in '05, the back area smelled like a backed up outhouse and I couldn't bring myself back 'til they brought in DejaVu to seriously clean it. The only reason to try it is if you like someone in particular working there; the other 4 to 11 girls are usually gross and smell like cannabis & desperation.
13 yrs ago
Haven't been here in years, decided...
Haven't been here in years, decided to go for a bit of nostalgia. Pay the $20 buck cover to get in, and the girl at the register asks if I want a handstamp to go in and out. Why not? So she stamps it. By this time a tall black stripper is already waving at me - in the lobby - and asking if I "need a friend." She's not my type, so I politely say, "Maybe later." I head into the main area. It's actually cleaner and nicer than I remember - they now have some decent chairs. I sit down to watch the one dancer on the stage - covered in tattoos, not very attractive. Another girl comes over and sits on my lap - about as attractive as the girl onstage, but with a lip piercing that's not my thing. She tries to chat me up, but I'm still politely refusing. She leaves. Then the tall one from the lobby comes over, sits next to me, asks me if I'm naughty and reaches over to give my crotch a rub. Like I said, not my type, which I think she can tell from the reaction to the rub. So far it's a bust. I hit the restroom for a few minutes. When I come back into the theater, I see the first good looking woman yet - she's a cute brunette with natural tits. She RUNS over to me, hugs me, and tells me I'm "hot as hell". (By the way, I'm not. So my BS meter is rapidly approaching the red line.) She drags me to the back - I mean that, she was pulling on my arm - to meet with another girl, a skanky one, in a booth. Cutie's top comes off, and she tells me to give Skanky my credit card "for the room". That's not happening. So then they're giving me some rapid fire come ons - "Do you want some booze? Do you want some party favors? Come on, fuck both of us?" The hard sell is in overdrive at this point. Largely out of curiosity, I say, "How much?" "Don't worry about it." Red flag. And I say, "Sorry, too hard sell." And I'm out. Like I said, one of them was nice looking, and I might have been up for it had it not been for the reek of an imminent ripoff. When I get to my car, I take a look at the handstamp; it's a frowny face - :( - how appropriate.