One of the last stops on...

One of the last stops on my crawl, and wow what a buzzkill. First, I got there right as shift change was happening. In some clubs, this means twice as many dancers around looking to grab your interest -- here, it means half as many, and most Block clubs don't have that many dancers to start with. I almost feel guilty saying 1-5 dancers were on shift. Second, either I smelled god-awful or someone thought I was a cop, because no one would talk to me. Even the bartender gave me a drink and retreated to the other end of the bar. Ugh. More than happy to finish my drink and get the hell out of there.