I came here with a coworker...

I came here with a coworker who was a semi-regular. All my instincts have always warned me against this place, and now I know why. The place is about as seedy as a strip club can look in this city and stay open. The dancers were pretty mixed, but on average significantly less attractive than the average girl on the street. Extras were on offer, but my friend was unable to find the correct price point between dancer looks and his willingness to pay. On the bright side, I came on themed Arabian Nights day, and some of the dancers went the extra mile for their harem/belly dancing costume. I'm not sure whether it was because of the theme or if it's a regular thing, but at some point I found myself smoking a hookah while waiting for my coworker to try to get some action before we left.

The place itself is normal Queens setup where the bar rings the stage where there are 3-5 dancers at any given time and they all go around to collect tips. There were seats in a general area, but I didn't feel like getting too far from my bartender who was serving me drinks to get through this moment of existential horror in my life. Honestly I didn't even want to look at half of them naked, and the fact that I was tipping for the privilege pained me.

The drinks were pretty cheap and the bartender was pretty nice. They serve food, which looked like fairly typical bar food and thus neither terrifying nor delicious.