Looking for Value in Denver

I enjoy going to clubs and have been bothered I live in a city (Denver) where satisfying (read intimacy and extras) lap dances are so expensive ($40-$50 per song) and rarely end with my feeling “satisfied happy and relaxed.”

I went to Saturday Night Live on a Friday night. I arrived at 9:30pm and left at 11:30pm. The club is 10ish minutes North of Denver Downtown where an industrial feel begins to meet the suburbs of Westminster. The area is kinda older and run down but didn’t feel unsafe. This is a smaller club that feels like a neighborhood bar and reminds me of a pizza parlor I used to go to as a kid in the 1980’s. I chose one of the parking spots right next to the club and parking is free.

The club is set up with a normal bar, replete with TV’s, a couple old school stand up video games. To the left, and in what feels like a completely different room are low ceilings and 4 small stages. The 3 stages with poles were being used. I would guess there were 10-12 dancers working. I would say 2 women were 8/10, 2 were 7’s with a few 5’s and 2 overweight dancers whose bodies reminded me of the type of barrel someone might ride over niagra falls in the early 1900’s. One of the barrel ladies had small tits, cruel genetics, and proof that some women shouldn’t strip no matter how much they need the money. I think the Darwinian reality of not making money will decide barrel ladies fate.