Siren Song

Me and a dear friend were sailing in search of the location. Through the foggy mist we heard a beautiful song. My friend Jeremy heard it as a Clarion call. I attempted to intervene I could not sway him. Out along the shore appeared a maiden of incredible beauty and the source of the hymn that could not be resisted. Jeremy sailed onward. He could not resist, I found now neither could I. Our ship crashed into the rocky shoreline and it was clear this foul beast was no mortal. Young Jeremy could not stop, love and list and consumed him, he charged for an embrace, yet to my dismay was devoured alive. To arms! I say. And drew my sword 🗡 passed down from hundreds of generations and glows when pussy is near. I slew the foul beast and wept for dear Jeremy. May he Rest In Peace. It turns out there is a strip club named Sirens, not the foul creatures that kill sailors. Stupid me, must’ve made a wrong turn, oopsie dasies.

The Strip club is located in a commercial area of north Columbus. Plenty of parking. Cover was $7 during the day time and I was given a meal ticket that apparently gives you anything on the menu. Good deal. There is steak and stuff. I got the Harry’s Special it was a pretty good sandwich and comes with fries. All beer was $5. Dances are 2 for $35 here.

Layout walk in past the front desk and into the main area. Bar and dressing room and left. Dance area to immediate right. Stage on right wall and patio out behind stage.