I’m Broke, but I’m Happy

This is a review of Wednesday and Thursday night visits. Found myself in Detroit for a few days. Went to FC around 8:00 pm both nights. Valet is $8; cover was $20 on Wednesday and $25 on Thursday; my trusty Budweiser was $9. Ouch.

Club layout has been described before. Downstairs is a large stage with tables around it that are free to sit at and an outer ring of booths that must cost something but I didn’t ask. Upstairs is another bar with VIP rooms and some other seating area where it seemed like a lot of girls hung out. I’m sure it costs something but I didn’t ask. Stage has anywhere from 2-4 girls at any one time which lets you see who’s working. Probably around 20-25 girls both nights.

Maybe it’s because I’ve seen all the girls at my local clubs so the “thrill is gone,” but I fucking love seeing new girls at a club. And I thought a handful of these girls were just flat out hot. And, to be honest, I was bored, brought a lot of money, and just said fuck it.