"Is not needing to go to...

"Is not needing to go to big club for Russian girls." That's what I'd say, anyway. The Russian Robogirls are shipped in here by refrigerated trailer truck straight from the eastern bloc, and they probably have to barcode them to know which is which. All uniformly boring, and boringly uniform. They line up inside the bar and move around, on some kind of conveyor belt I think, one by one, standing in front of you and waiting for their dollar. Now THIS is a dollar parade. No touch, no sexy sit alongside you, just "Here I am, give me now dollar." Next!

Place is cold and corporate, with a touch of "fuck you, I'll break your face" thrown in.

Up front, you'll find the goons who think their job is to be ready to beat you up at a moment's notice. Not that they had anything to worry about. The crowd for this early evening was all suits and ties, and they were more than happy to just keep feeding the meter. On the way into the "vip" area is a big sign saying, basically, "You won't be touching anything in here, fellas." And judging by the cold, corporate feel here, I'd guess that's probably right. There are so many much better options nearby, like XXXV and others, that I don't see any reason to go here unless you think it's only OK to go to a SC if there's lots of marble, a manager in a suit and a very, very overdone light show. Couldn't have enjoyed it less. Won't return.