An empty warehouse full of fading memories

Just a few years ago you could walk in this place and be unable to find a chair, but simultaneously be practically overwhelmed by the number of gorgeous ladies. Now the available chairs far outnumber the ladies, and the quality of the ladies has fallen too. There were a few pretty ones, but most seemed to have more belly than boobs except those with fake tits and that isn't my thing either. I tipped a couple on stage but none of them came to see me, several that I had zero interest in stopped by and took forever to realize that my money was not for them. Eventually, one lady who looked a little older started talking to me, she at least was very pretty in the face so I went to the couch room with her. Her tits were fake and her moves uninspiring, I cut it off after two. Some more girls had arrived in the meantime, but upon looking them over I decided to head for the door. The only good thing I could say is that dances are still 25 as opposed to 30 at other clubs in MB, but it's still not worth it. There's still a bathroom troll (I will never understand this concept), there's still valet parking, there's still two full bars, but the primary ingredient is lacking. I see little or no reason to return barring a drastic turnaround, but that almost never happens when a club starts its death spiral.