What the hell was I thinking going into this club? If you really want to experience a club where strippers go to die--then C-Mowes on the day of my visit was the place

What the hell was I thinking going into this club? If you really want to experience a club where strippers go to die--then C-Mowes on the day of my visit was the place. My last two visits here weren't actually that bad so I figured why not make it my next stop after Blondies. The two old worn out strippers outside the entrance smoking should've been my indication to burn rubber out of there. But I parked and went in. I think my inner masochist was guiding me.

The "talent" inside was just as bad at what I saw smoking. In addition to the two grannies I saw outside, there was another old overweight stripper and a rail thin one. Both white. Which surprised me since there were at least a few AA girls here during my last visit. Maybe they knew to get out while they can?

I did end up getting a Miller Lite at the bar but didn't pay attention to any of the dancers. Thankfully, the place is pretty dark so avoiding eye contact wasn't much of a problem. I just wanted to finish my beer and get out of there. Luckily none of them approached me so I fled once I downed my drink.