Devil May Care but I don't give a shit.

Seattle, WA. Friday night first stop on a Seattle strip club run. Downtown. Found parking right around the corner from those two big orb things across the street. I at first tried to park in a garage but as I was leaving I saw some young thug dude in a hoodie pulled over his head making is way into the garage. I said hell no fuck that, and moved it. As I was leaving I heard alarm bells so who knows what happened I ain't getting my rental car fucked up. Either way this part of downtown doesn't seem near as crazy as south of here so I didn't feel too concerned about my car on the street.

Anyway walk up to the club. Some Hanz and Franz guy at the front door. IDK from Sweden or Germany some shit like that. $22 cover. Can come and go as much as you want. ID check and pat down. Down the stairs, club ain't that big. Bar with no alchol on left side and small stage on right with seating in between. LD's are $40 a song and booths they are in are somewhat visibile if your sitting by the stage, curtains but they don't close.

Dancers. I can't say I was too impressed to be honest. All seemed younger side. About 15 dancers. Maybe 6-7 around. Nothing horrible but also nobody stuck out either. All ethnicities, white, asian, black, mixed, hispanic. One girl up on stage at a time. Customers seemed the most well to do of all the clubs I hit, more trendy types, better dressed, middle age types.