sinclair's Review

I went to Harem House around 8pm on a Saturday night. There was supposed to be a cover, but the bouncer was in his car, so I went in for free. However, they might have not been charging cover since the club was very dead. There were two Mexican guys drinking at the bar and a mixed group talking in the corner. There was no action on stage the whole time I was there. A Sincweiser was $3.75. The club is very bare bones. There is a bar on the left, a stage with two poles in the middle of the room, and a lap dance room in the northeast corner. The couches looked like they had seen better days, but the room was dark and seemed to have more privacy than Babe’s dance area, which is Harem House’s sister club down the street.

There were only two dancers there. One was a thirty-something white dancer named Ariel. She was rough looking and told me she had a baby a month ago, numerical rating 1 or 2. The other dancer was a black girl in street clothes. She was passed out at the bar, numerical rating 3 at best. I learned shift change is at 9pm, and there would be more dancers coming, but I did not want to wait another hour in a dead club with ugly dancers so I went bottoms up on my drink and took off.

Now I know why strip club mongers call this place Harem Scarem. The neighborhood is low rent, and the club will hire any creature with XX chromosomes.