Always right up to the edge

This place is a reliable dive, and I never really go before happy hour, but was curious what the lunch time crowd is like, so popped in around 1. On the main drag in a rural town, less parking on the street than in the later afternoon, but still easy enough to find a spot.

The bar is dark, has seen better days, and is usually empty. Stage in the middle, two poles, no one seems that enthused to be dancing on stage, though since winter I’ve noticed an uptick in girls eager to show and rub their pussies during their dances, always a welcome sign.

Dance rooms surround the bar, some with doors, some with curtains, all with ratty couches and water spots on the ceiling. Bathroom is surprisingly clean.