Stay away!

I should have known the pace would be sketchy as I walked up the very worn, tattered steps. Thinking with the wrong head, I went on up. The doorman asked for ID and $10.00. Looking past him into the club, I could see it was close to empty. I could only see a slice of the club interior. I asked if there were girls dancing and was advise yes. I handed my $$ over and was let in. The club was empty, no dancers or patrons. I sat down along the wall expecting to have a few dancers come out.

After half a beer and about ten minutes of listening to the sound system buzz along with bad music, a lady came out and sat down next to me. She introduced herself with an offer to show me around. A short tour of the back room and hot tub showed that I should have not gone up the stairs. Bad at best. On my way out front, I asked the doorman when dancers would be onstage. “Not until I have at least three people to tip the ladies”. I asked for my $$$ back and was refused. Back down the ratty ass stairs I went.