Changes for the better

About 6 months ago Platinum Plus was where you sent old strippers to die. Like a nursing home or hospice. You had a mix of the elderly, obese, and an occaisonal reasonably attractive though low mileage strippers. There is even rumor of a dancer who was kept cryogenically frozen in the back who they would thaw out, cake in make up, and unleash, and allow to harass customers with her Eastern European accent. Rumor had it if she bit or scratched you, you too would become a zombie if sshe did not eat your brains first.

Regulars will know of whom I speak. Stage name starts with an E.

For the past two years since the Greenville bust I've come in with a pocket full of expendable income and left with a full wallet after an hour of sheer boredom to go back home and watch porn to get the nasty taste out of my mouth or left a few hundred dollars poorer feeling hustled and dirty, and watched some more porn anyway. The end result was always the same. I left the club in no better of a mood than when I came in.