I like seedy strip clubs, and...

I like seedy strip clubs, and this place (and it's neighbor, the Artists Cafe), fits the bill. When I stopped in on a Saturday night, one dancer was on the stage. She had brilliant red hair and was wearing very dark glasses -- in a very dark club. When she was on her arms and knees, her stomach hung lower than her ample breasts. When I tipped her she put her legs around my head and pulled me right up to her covered pussy. Pure seediness. Want high class? Go to Bourbon Street. Want to play with the dark side? Come here.

But she wasn't all that sexy, and I left before any conversation took place about private dances, which I'm sure would have happened soon enough. I do believe that private dances are the only thing that can keep a club like this afloat.