Wish It Was More Taboo

Ever since I met a saucy Peruvian dancer who mentioned that she also worked at Taboo, I've wanted to check the place out. I finally was in the area. It's just after 7pm.

The joint sits ground zero at a really busy intersection where a single lane road meets up with a bigger one. That means traffic stacks up and you can't turn left into the lot if you're coming from that direction, which I was. I had to drive past and then do a U-turn and come back. Then I try to turn right into the parking lot and there's only really space for one car - they have an annoying wheeled gate that wasn't totally open. As I was trying to turn in (with cars behind me honking as I was blocking people from going straight thru the intersection), I meet up with the grill of a girl trying to leave the lot. We do a car dance and I eventually get in miraculously without car/car or car/gate scraping action.

Stressed out from that, I walk in the front door (full visibility of the intersection if you're worried about the public viewing your hobbies). No cover, no ID check, you enter a room with a rectangular bar with seating all around and a dancing stage fully inside it, a Jersey special. There are about 12 customers and about the same amount of lingerie-clad women. If they weren't getting custies drinks, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the bartenders and the dancers. There were also two women who only give massages (they're dressed in black work out clothes).