Finding a Friend Makes a Drab Night Bright

The door guy seemed to recognize me as a good customer so he waved me in without charging me. While I have been a good customer here, I'd never seen this guy before and I wonder if he didn't have me confused with someone else. Anyway, I saved twenty bucks.

The place seemed crowded with lots of men and enough dancers that probably everyone could find someone they thought was beautiful. Before the pandemic, most of them used to walk around and even sit on your lap nude. Now, they were all in bikinis, though some of them were so small, they were almost nude. The only people I saw wearing masks were the parking valet and the men's room attendant.

On the way in, I checked out the white board in the D.J. booth to see who was working. For some reason, the club no longer posts lineups anywhere. You have to call up and ask, whereupon they rattle them off so fast you can barely keep track. I don't know why they do this and why some of their social media would lead you to believe they're still closed.