Depressing.. Not a bad venue, but lacking in talent

So this was my second stop of Irvington, and I decided to check out 3 places in the area. This was stop 2 of 3 Invington. So the reason I say depressing in the title was more so to my experience and not the club. There weren't many people outside of the club when I arrived, most things are closed in the area. I didn't feel uncomfortable though, I even walked to the next venue on my list afterwards. Did get the usually pat down coming in.

Thursday night, there was 2 girls working and 3 other guest in/out during the short time I spent there. No more than me and one other person at a time. Bouncer mentioned there would be more girls arriving later in the night though I had a few places to check off my list and didn't stay long enough to see anyone else. One girl was Hispanic, a bit on the heavier side late 30s early 40s. And the other was black and on the opposite end being she was extremely thin, couldn't make out age though she had some maternity marks could have been anywhere from 22-35. The bar itself is medium sized I would say. The bouncer is cool, most of his downtime he spend monitoring the front cameras and making comments about what people were up to on the street. I am guessing there was more action out there then inside. Key to use bathroom which was surprisingly clean, no toilet seat of course so people don't get too comfortable. As you walk in to the right is a curtained off area that can fit two people, further to the back a pool tablet, the bar in the center around the dance area, and I also noticed curtains to the left with huge white chairs that can seat only one. Something you would see at a baby shower, not sure if that was in use for dancing. And finally a vending machine but more on that later.

The older Hispanic lady struck up conversation, I passed her over a dollar thinking that would end thing, but she asked me if I usually come there. And if I was doing any dances tonight I told her I just arrived. The other girl was dancing in the center so I gave her a dollar then ordered a drink. Got the key to use the bathroom so I could relocate for the first girl. After coming back from the bathroom, another guest arrived and the bigger girl was on him "dancing" and he would glace at me periodically, they were kind of in front of me and the other girl left the stage so it was hard for me to find a focal point. So I take it this place offers bar side or it was just occurring as it was a dead night / not really any supervision at the time. The other dancer was with another guy in the corner end of the bar, which I realized may have been the better any for me to stay in the cut. After some time she made her way to me. I think she got the vibe that I wasn't interested, so she just sat next to me on her phone to test the waters. She started laughing and I asked if she said something to me and she said she was just laughing about something she saw on her phone. After sometime I wanted another drink and she noticed me looking around and got the bartender for me. When my drink arrived she turned her ass to me and started dancing but not kept a inch of distance, as though to test the waters. It was dead and I saw she was trying, so I gave her a dollar in each of her straps. She danced for a bit then sat down when she noticed I turned myself fully to the bar. After some time she got up, went to the vending machine and used one of the dollars I got her to get some chips. Then sat on the floor in the bar area with her legs crossed like a child to eat them. And in that moment is were it got depressive, as I realized man who know what kind of life this girl had to lead her here. She seemed a bit simple and I thought back to her laughing at mimes at the bar while a heavy set stripper across from us road some old dude, and me giving the cold shoulder. I was one of those moments you realized "man this is someone daughter", and that she is doing this most likely to support her children. This is just the way some girls get by in the area. And the struggle is so real she was waiting for that dollar to grab a snack. I though about giving her a $20 on the way out, but then again I had more places to go. That $20 can be a deposit toward a Dominican in Paterson, and maybe I should have stuck to water what the f3ck is in these drinks making me feel this way in a strip club and I was out!