All's quiet on South Ave.

Really! No music. No dancers. The doorman was there to pat me down though. One of the dancers was doing a stint as bartender but there were no customers at the bar and no dancers to dance. She was doing her best to whip up some business by sending messages on her phone, but I didnt wait around to see if it was working. At least she didnt pour me a diet coke in a stupid little plastic cup.

Kellie re-opened the bar next door, but not with dancers if anyone wants to say HI to her. She was one of the better bartenders.

Maybe this place will be next to close the doors.