Minimalist satisfaction at Sugars

3pm on a summer Wednesday it was dead. $11 to enter plus a soda.

Dancers started stage dancing because I was there, two songs apiece before homing in for a private. Three were there.

Scarlett was up first, a Raphaelite 10 who was just pulling her thong aside when another dancer, gorgeous AA, started demanding my attention and reaching for my tip cash without asking. I don't go for that. Ignore.