I was out in SF for...

I was out in SF for a work trip and went out on the town on a Wednesday night with an old friend. After dinner, walking back to my hotel, we ambled past a strip of strip clubs. Looking at the talent that surrounded the various open doors on Broadway, we decided on Garden of Eden.

As others have said, the place is tiny inside. Little round stage in the middle, a few chairs around it. A few tables. As we walked in, we each were grabbed by a different, random, dancer who took us on our own custom “tour’ of the place. Mine went right for one of a few private rooms. She sat me down, but her hand on my crotch, and laid out the options. A few hundred would get us both naked, she didn’t elaborate from there, but I’m sure more negotiation would garner extra extras. I declined since I had been in the place for 5 minutes and went over to the stage.

My buddy showed up a couple minutes later telling a similar story, his dancer offering a similar pitch.