No pleasure here...

I figured a strip club before Metallica would be busy, even if I did need to drive a few miles out to get there. Nope. Not only was it not busy, it was dead. There was on older dancer on stage with enhancements, one you could tell had been working the stage a long time, but not in a good way. I bought her a shot since she asked for one and I could already tell I wouldn’t be there long. The second girl was friendly, but heavy, and outside of the two of them I caught a glimpse of a girl in a booth. It wasn’t the vibe, or selection, I had in mind, so I faked a phone call to excuse myself from the stage and awkward conversation. Hard pass.