You Can't Get Mad at Efficient...

Was coming back from a trip and landing in PHL, so since I was going to be in the area, I figured that I would see what the place was all about. It was only about a 15 minute jaunt from the airport. I DID make the mistake of making a detour at Cheerleaders since it was down the road, but that was a quick pop in and out due it being VERY dead (not their fault, it was in the early afternoon, but nonetheless...).

I turned around and got to Carnival. Outside of the sign on 130, pretty nondescript building (albeit large), could be a smidgen confusing finding your way inside the place, but I managed. Once inside, you're greeted by a...mannequin...because it's an adult store (I mean, it's not that serious, but you are). There is a sign, however with an arrow pointing to the left that says "GIRLS", so there's no mistake in where you have to go.

I hook the left and enter an old time-y booth environment with a dude who has ZERO desire to be there (I mean, can't blame him, but there are worse things that someone could be doing for a living). Since this was my first time there (tip of the cap to y'all for the last reviews plus...I like to dabble...), it was an awkward start not understanding the rules of the road. But when I first got there, 3 women populated these booths: 2 women of color and a petite spinner that KINDA caught my attention. After some admitted awkwardness in navigating the place, I was told to make my way around, put a dollar in a machine and the frosted window clears up and you have a minute to chat someone up and decide if you want to rendezvous.