It is what it is

If you read the other reviews of the place, you get the impression that it is a disgusting open air brothel. It pretty much is.

I do not recall paying a cover and the place was close to empty, there were more dancers than patrons. After using the trough in the men's room, I sat at the bar for a reasonably priced beer. Immediately, one of the dancers sat next to me and began propositioning me. The dancers were a mix of overweight Brazilians and overweight Dominicans. One white girl struggled with the snack machine for about five minutes before staggering backstage, never to be seen again. Another white woman was late 30s and in very good shape, but by then the woman next to me was literally grabbing my member under the bar and telling me exactly what would happen in the VIP rooms...er, cubicles by the door. I surrendered and paid my 20 for five minutes. A Billy Joel cover was 60, though it was mostly hands. She worked the rear a bit too, which normally I appreciate, though she had razor sharp nails. The bouncer started knocking after no more than 2 or 3 minutes, which was annoying but I was good by that point.

Bottom line: If you know what you are getting into here, you know what you are getting into.