Went Saturday at about 3. ...

Went Saturday at about 3. Club is a purple building off the main drag with graffiti on it. My GPS had it on the wrong side of the street. I ordered a Becks, which was a mistake. It did not taste quite right and I suspect few people order anything other than domestics, so maybe it was expired? The smoke issue was not as bad as I expected, but likely got worse as things picked up. Standard Philly setup of no cover, stage behind the bar, liquor license, and tip walk.

Three dancers working: Jersey, Nicci and Josie. Josie a chubby white girl in an undersized bikini, Jersey a voluptuous tan, Italian looking girl in a black dress and Nicci a thin, rough looking Brazilian (per her). Only staff seemed to be the bartender, no bouncers in sight. Girls stuck to their regulars and only Nicci offered me private dances. I passed. The paper towels and giant pump bottle of purell outside private dance room suggests more than dancing, as did the facts the guys made a b-line for the door afterwords. I cannot speak to this though because I did not partake.