As if Walmart charged like Tiffany

I was in STL and decided to head East in an attempt to monger it up. Fortunately, I decided to eschew my usual east side haunt (Roxy's) as I later heard they encountered a hazmat scare. WTF?!?! A new low -- even for East St. Louis area.

On a lark, seeing nearly a dozen cars in the parking lot at Kitty's as I exited I-64, I made a snap decision to check out a new place in which I had never visited. The parking lot was not at all scary as it was right off 64. There was a guard dude at the door, presumably watching over the cars in the lot. Again, a good sign.

Entering, I was asked for a $10 cover in a foyer the size of a phone booth with no way to see what lie inside the second door. Not cool, but whatever. Payed the toll, entered, stepped to right and immediately was in company of two white girls at the corner of the bar. I ordered a beer and surveyed them. Not wanting to settle for the first fish on the line, I moved around the center stage with my beer and took up a position where I could survey the entire room. I found the interior surprisingly well kept and well lit. I was expecting a horror show. I was also surprised at the dancer quality. Again, with super-low expectations, they managed to exceed.