sinclair's Review

I went to 6th Avenue Dancers at 22:40 on a Saturday night. Parking appeared to be on the street, but since all of the nearby spots were taken, I parked in the lot for a medical building across the street and did not end up getting towed. The club is a wood-sided building painted maroon. There is one nondescript metal door off of Lafayette Avenue. Once inside, you pay the cover at a window in the wall and they buzz a door open for you to get into the actual strip club. I paid a $5 cover on prime time Saturday night. There is a bar in the southwest corner, a VIP room in the northwest corner, a large main stage with two spinning poles on the north wall, and a community lap dance room in the northeast corner of the building. The crowd is mostly blue collar and many seem to come in to drink and look rather than tip and grind.

One could get very good mileage at the stage for just a dollar. The issue I had was that none of the dancers appealed to my prurience. All seven of the dancers were too thick or curvy for me and none of them were south of 28 years old. Five were Caucasian, one was black, and one was mixed. Since I did not have any interest in $20 lap dances or a $100 30-minute VIP session from any of these porkers, I decided to determine the level of stage contact for TUSCL review purposes. I tipped a 30-something blonde dancer named Seven, since she was the lesser of seven gluttons on shift. She jumped off the stage and started riding me cowgirl in the stage side chair for about ten seconds. This was good mileage for a dollar. I started smelling a stench though. Either her sweat made her smell bad or her pussy was a rotten tuna melt. I did not stick around to figure out which. The bartender was probably the best looking female at 6th Avenue Dancers. The club is just north of Indiana State, but there are no college girls working here.