sinclair's Review

I went to Boji Nites at 18:00 on a Saturday night. The strip club is in a long building only about twenty feet wide. Parking is in a lot to the left of the building. There was no cover charge when I entered. The strip club was completely dead until about 20:00 when dancers finally hit the stage. Sincweisers were $5 and came in sixteen ounce aluminum bottles. The bar has eight taps for draft beer. There was a Happy Hour from 17:00 to 20:00 with $4 bombs, $3 Pabst Blue Ribbon, and $4 Heineken. The club is very small; it feels crowded if there are more than thirty people inside. There is a bar with seven stools on the left as you enter. In the middle of the club, there is a box stage on the left wall and five high top tables on the right wall. The stage has a ten foot tall pole and is surrounded by six chairs for tipping. There is one pool table heading deeper into the room. Finally, the rear is where there are four private rooms with couches in them. Curtains cover the doorways. The washroom is so tiny only one guy can fit inside at a time. The music was one hundred percent hip hop. There was no DJ; several dozen songs play in a loop.

There were eight dancers working on Saturday night. The number quickly dropped to six after Asia got into a scuffle with management, prompting Asia and her friend Ava to leave early. It seems most dancers come from Sioux Falls. There was a healthy mix of ethnicities, but no dancers rated better than a 7. Dancers get topless on stage and during lap dances. Contact at the stage was one-way: the ladies can touch you, but you cannot touch them. Jade bitched about me only putting one single on the rail at a time, even though I was the only guy bothering to tip the stage. It seemed many of the dancers would be in the parking lot sitting in cars vaping with their “handlers” when it was not their turn to be on stage. One of the handlers was a black lesbian while another was a guy that seemed to play the roll of a pimp for two of the dancers.

--Sinclair Dancer Sheet--