What a disappointment! Over and over again!

Heroin thin, spaced out dancers. And those are the good ones. So not worth a trip from anywhere.

Like Charlie Brown trying to kick the football that Lucy just yanks away, I try this place again and it's just as bad as before. "Girls" on stage who don't even know they are there. Stoned, spaced, and skeletal thin. Occasionally they'll bend over and give you a view into their deepest darkest recesses, but there's nothing sexy going on here. Each one is worse than the last. But there's also the atmosphere. Which sucks. Feels like a roadside nowhere bar. Smoky and stinky.

Every once in a while there's a decent looking dancer, and without fail, whoever she is, she'll hang out over by the corner of the bar, by the jukebox, and smoke or drink there forever, making sure no one has a chance to dance with her.

The attraction remains the gigantic mileage in the creepy couch room. Choice of two upholstered seats, neither of which has ever been cleaned and neither has any real degree of privacy. Bouncer is close by, although I will say I've never had one look inside. You can get what you want, if you want to get it from these girls, which mostly, I don't. And if you do, they'll be in a hurry to get you out. I've heard them say they can only do three dances with a customer. So hurry up and get along.