Tears of a Clown

Los Angeles, CA. Right off Holywood blvd. Saturday night. Parking is a bitch here. Small lot was full, the entire side street Winona, nothing. I actually parked on Franklin ave. Walked down. Guy with a mustache at the door. Pat down. He lets you know, 1 drink minimum. No cover. In you go.

The place was PACKED. Standing room only and even that was a bitch. A lot of trendy hip people in groups. It was more like OMG STRIP CLUB, WE ARE SO NAUGHTY TONIGHT. Not hardcore mongers. There ain't no dances here ain't no room for it, just one bar and one main stage, one girl up at a time and you watch her dance. And go ooohhh aaaahhhh. Bathrooms are around the corner from the bar.

Dancers looked like 20's-40's. Not a bad a lineup. A couple really tall girls. Also not a big lineup maybe at most 10 girls. Most natural. Mostly white and latina it looked like. Thin to at most average. Not fat or thick girls at all. Then again, this is Hollywood. 6-8 range.