Diving Back into the Dive

I visited this club Friday afternoon, March 13, toward the beginning of the pandemic. It was a calculated move on my part, as I figured better sooner than later when the predicted 70% of us are hit with the coronavirus. The club is very small, somewhat rural in nature, with a very low number of patrons and dancers, neither of which would be likely to travel outside of the small-ish county they're in. No coronavirus cases reported yet in that county.

The details: Free parking, no cover; no security check whatsoever, but I did sign in upon entering.* About six or seven girls working and maybe the same number of patrons. Bottled water and a soda in a plastic cup were $2.00 each, plus tip, to Misty, who was tending bar; there are no waitresses. Full alcohol is served here*, but I don’t drink so I don’t know prices. My guess is that prices are reasonable. Shitty, but working, bathroom; no troll. It’s a low-end, but comfortable, dive.

There is some stage dancing, but it’s not a focus here. Girls can get topless, but sometimes they don’t. While I was there Friday, one of the dancers was playing pool in a very revealing cropped T-shirt, with nipples in full view when it was her turn to bend over and shoot. OMG, that was fun to watch.