Come here with a purpose

I found myself in Austin on a Tuesday night and needed some action. Off to Chicas, which was a short uber ride from my hotel. While this place is only a few miles from downtown, it's a stark difference. Definitely not a place for a gringo to hang out. I hustled my ass inside the door. Cover was $15.

I need to be clear, this place is an absolute shit hole. My feet would stick to the "carpet" with every step. The tables, the chairs, the bathroom, everything is gross. There was one other white dude in the place, everyone else with Latino. I got a Corona for $9 and for some reason the bottle was covered in margarita salt. The first time I though it was a mistake but the second came the same way. No clue why, but I had to brush it all off both times.

I would guess 20-30 women were working, all latinas of course. I think they were all in the 5-7 range with one or two 8's. As a middle aged white male by myself, there was clearly a target on my head. I'm not sure 30 seconds ever went past without one of the girls asking for a dance. Some came by 2 or 3 times and it was not easy to get them to move along. I was constantly shaking my head and saying no.