Entertianing Stop on a late Tuesday afternoon

I have been hearing about Paradizio since it reopened a few years ago, but not been in the area until now. Arrived about 5:15 and parked in their small parking lot to the left of the club. (The parking lot will accommodate about 12 cars, and there were only seven in the lot at this hour on a Tuesday afternoon.) Went inside and paid my $10 cover-charge and bought a small Budweiser for $8. As others have mentioned this is NOT really a dance club. There was one woman on stage when I arrived, who was walking around or sitting on the edge of the stage for 25 minutes, but not really dancing. The woman who had the best moves was the bartender. She also had the cutest ass in the house.

When I arrived there were two “dancers” on duty – the one on the stage and a Black or Hispanic dancer who was making the rounds outside the bar. (As others have mentioned the bar is a long narrow affair. If you stand at the back of the club and look toward the door where you entered, the bar looks like a giant Question Mark. There is a little dance floor area where the dot in the question mark would be, and then there is this long high bar – a hook that extends down the right side of the club and turns around to the left side. Most of the guys sit along the long right side. The stage is divided into two sections with a glass-enclosed bath tub in the center. (As others have mentioned: “it was not used this night.” One section of the stage in the middle has one pole, while the longer one has two poles.) About 6 pm a third dancer arrived and got dressed quickly and came out to interact with customers. About 7 pm two more dancers arrived but only one of the two decided to stay. (The one who left said she was tired and there were not enough patrons to keep her awake.)

The dancer who arrived at 6 was a thin little thing, who she gave GREAT lap dances. Her name was “Dunkin” like in Dunkin Donuts or “Duncan”. She wore a tiny bra which she liked to raise above her tits, and a matching 1.5-inch-wide strip of material (not a triangle) which she used as a G-string. After she was in my arms for a few minutes, she said, “You can touch anywhere, but don’t put your fingers inside.” She meant every word of her invitation. She danced and danced and danced, hardly asking for financial contributions. I gave her $20 in ones over about 20 minutes of very dedicated attention. As others have said, “This place is NOT about the hustle”.

A little later the other “dancer” who was working the bar when I came in, came over and initiated a conversation. Right after I arrived she approached me, pulled her top down and wanted to dance for me, but I had not even ordered my beer. I asked her to come back later after I had settled down from a long drive. She asked for a tip “to go away.” I gave her a buck but she tried to take two more dollars out of my hand that I was not offering. I thought at first that this woman was going to be a money-hungry bitch. But when she came back she pulled down her top, lifted the hem of her bodysuit, and proceeded to dance between my knees without asking for a tip, facing away and then facing toward me. Then she asked for a drink, and I agreed. It cost me $8 plus she took 4 ‘ones” out of my hand and gave them to the bartender. So that’s $12 total, and from there on money was not a problem. She said that she was not a regular here, but was in town to take care of her mother. She said she normally dances at The Pic in Philadelphia, but I have never seen any dancers at the Pic show as much skin as this woman did. She was more like a regular at La Pearl. She put hands inside my shirt and down behind my belt. Then she turned around and wiggled her ass while she bent over in front of me, grabbing my hand which she rubbed against a very delicate area of her anatomy. Then she stands up, turns around, smiles at me and says, “I want to f--- you.” I smiled back and said I did not come prepared. That did not stop her, She danced for me for another eight minutes and was about to walk away when I literally had to force another $8 inside her bodice. I think this woman was “on vacation” and willing to accept anything you gave her.

The other two women (the woman who was on stage when I arrived and the woman who arrived at 7 pm) were not so “entertaining”. In fact the woman who came in a 7 o’clock was rather “fuglly” in the face and overweight in the body. She must be one of the ones that others have described as “past their prime,” I don’t know that this place is more entertaining than Vics. There were fewer girls than Vic’s used to have, and not all of them were ready to entertain you at the bar. But the place stays open to 2 am, and “Dunkin” (the thin one) says she always stays to 1:45 am.