Try this place after 10 at night. Maybe.

This club is in Laval, just North of Montreal island. There’s a huge sign. You can’t miss it, which is the only reason I went here since it wasn’t on TUSCL at the time. I did miss the door my first attempt at stopping here, though. Did a U-ey and everything was good. At that hour I could park right in front of the door. The club entrance is a storefront right off the sidewalk on Boulevard des Laurentides. The actual storefront is very narrow, so just look for the part of the building directly under the huge ass sign.

I walk in and there is a flight of stairs going straight up. At the top is a plain black door with what looked like a peek-a-boo, what’s the password slot at eye level. I am looking around and back down the stairs and there’s nothing going on. I hear a little bit of music, but that’s it. Finally I knock on the door to see if there’s a door girl around or something. The door swings open and there’s this burly looking black guy who kinda looks like Ving Rhames standing there. He doesn’t say anything, but I’m suddenly very aware I’m backed to a steep staircase and having visions of Carlito’s Way and the Benny Blanco (from the Bronx) smackdown in my head. He seemed chill, though, so I offered a “are you open?”. He responded in pretty good English that they were, and the cover was 5 dollars. I paid the 5 and walked in...to see no one.

When I arrived there were no girls, if you want to know what happened when the first dancer showed up you can skip to the end. In between is what happens when I get bored at a club. There was blonde bartender standing there looking kinda cute. Her name was something like Shondra, which didn’t sound quite right but it’s what I remembered so we’ll say it’s that. Nearby was a gal sitting at the bar typing furiously on her phone and paying me no mind. She was hot as shit, but I’m in Laval which is known for being uber French so I didn’t want to start a beef by asking in English if she worked there as a stripper. She didn’t, which I found out because the bartender said something about her friend being there for a visit after I said hi. Her friend looked up and said hi, but then went back to her phone.