Not Follies, But Good Times Available

At 1:45 p.m. on a Thursday afternoon there were only about a dozen cars in the parking lot. About half were in the lower, back part of the lot, so I figured they belonged to club staff. Not a good sign. I thought about making a U-turn in the parking lot and leaving, but what the hell, I was already there.

The door guy gave me cursory pat down and said have a good time. He didn’t ask for a cover. The upstairs bar by the entrance was closed, so I made my way to the stairs on the left and went to the downstairs bar where a bottle of water cost $5. Later, I bought one of the girls a shot of something that cost $10.

I saw maybe 4 or 5 customers and the same number of dancers. Several more dancers filtered in during the hour or so I was there. I recognized four girls from Follies, three white and one AA. There were several other AAs, a few Cuban looking girls, and one or two other white girls. I would rate them from 4 to 7, maybe 8.