Well, like Dirty Harry's punk said,...

Well, like Dirty Harry's punk said, "I gotta know..." Had a trip to NYC coming up and figured all right I'm curious about these "private invite" things, what's the worst that can happen, be turned down as usual at the rope line? So filed for an invite to the Lido.

In a day and a half I had my reply and invite, and on a Thursday during that trip, after stopping by Times Square to check out the bodypainted topless models (look it up) I headed to the upper Midtown site. Location is the upstairs event room of a restaurant so it's a modest space with a bar, and a room that has been converted into a semiprovate lapdance area.

(For those who may not know, in regular Manhattan clubs the standard $20 lapdance happens at your table or at benches around the perimeter of the main room; to get to the point of a semiprivate space screened away from you giving a show to the bar patrons, you start getting into the multihundreds scale. So that's another difference.)