What a Waste of Time and Money... [Pandemic reopening review]

So... I recently visited this establishment for the first time ever after the post-pandemic reopening. It's right next to the Coney Island fairgrounds. I have to say, I was not impressed. The whole place has kind of a large dive-bar atmosphere with three stripper poles in the main room, and rooms to the side where you can get a lap dance. Yes, you have to get your temperature taken, fill out a contact trace form, and buy food with the drinks, which is still par for the course at most establishments in NYC currently. But this place took this whole mess to the next level. The interior looked like it had been saran wrapped, with the bartenders standing behind a huge plastic curtain, separated from the dancers and patrons, with little to no ventilation on either side. As if that wasn't bad enough, the club is literally right next to the subway tracks, so you can hear the train cars rattle the walls every few minutes. Absolutely awful. Anyway... on to the girls and the "dances."

I put "dances" in scare quote because this place is essentially a bikini bar, with no true lap dances to be found. I was told that "some of the girls will let you see their tits if you do private dances, but aren't required to take off their tops." As for the girls themselves, the average girl was about a seven by my estimation... hottest one barely eking out a 9. The only saving grace of this place was this one black chick who went by "Baby Doll." Not really my type (she was more the small tits athletic spinner type; I'm more about the curvy milfs with over-the-top breasts myself), but she had a great personality and knew how to communicate well and enjoy herself with strangers. Because she was so chill, I figured "what the hell?" and decided to throw down $120 for dances in the back room. If memory serves, you had to pay in advance and get a minimum of 2 dances (8 minutes) for $40, so I decided to go for a full 24 minutes thinking I might have a good time. Imagine my surprise when it turns out that in the back room, there are no fewer than FIVE FREAKING CAMERAS catching you from every angle. Sure, Baby Doll let me touch her a little and showed off her athletic skills, but all strictly with clothes on. A "private room" with no privacy? A "lap dance" consisting of a dry hump in lingerie? No thank you.

Again... Baby Doll is chill and I don't begrudge her the bad experience with the club. But most of the girls seemed super bored or were rather standoffish. The place was damned near dead even though it was 8PM on a Friday and not too many places are open in Brooklyn right now. This club is in my estimation one of the worst in NYC... and that's saying something because having lived here for over 13 years now, I can tell you that this city does not have a record of great millage for the price for the past decade or so. And at this club, I can pretty much guarantee that NO extras were to be had anywhere. In short, weak sauce, and probably not even worth visiting to grab a beer with buddies. There are much better clubs in NYC than this.