Back to the grind at Treasures

My first venture back to Treasures since quarantine, and it appears largely unchanged.

The entrance off of Westheimer is as dilapidated as it has always been, having the perpetual look of being demolished by a tornado, but if you brave though it and drive pass the unattended valet booth (it was 4 pm when I visited), you’ll arrive at the free parking lot. I was surprised by the fair amount of vehicles for a Monday afternoon - it appeared I was in good company.

Go through the metal detector that doesn’t work and pay your $7 cover to the lady that doesn’t appear to hear the detector (top quality security as you can see) and you’ll find yourself on the main floor. A dancer was on the main stage and some more on Pervert’s Row, as well as a gaggle off in the corner attending their phones.