It’s The Dollar Store of Strip Clubs

So I found myself in the area with money burning a hole in my pocket and time to kill after other plans fell through. The Pink Palace beckoned. It’s right on Rt. 130 and parking is plentiful in the attached lot. The bathroom is still a disaster. Pro Tip: Never enter this place without a game plan or you’ll go broke in a hurry. “Standard PH service” is just that, and many girls will upcharge for it.

I entered and handed the bartender a $20, covered my $10 door charge and received $10 in singles. This is like blood in the water to the sharks, and the inevitable tip parade followed. First up was Jenny, a dirty blonde GND. Intel is that she’s a dud in the back, so I gave her a dollar and sent her on the way. Mercedes followed trying to suck up some cash barside. Mercedes is an Asian woman, and is probably the best looking woman in the place. She knows this and is stupidly expensive, but at least she has an extensive menu for the money. She’s also chatty as all hell - it’s almost as if she’s all coked up. I heard about this one and that one and how they do so little for the money. Pass. For that kind of cash I’m going elsewhere. Cayenne stopped by and was looking good, but I wasn’t interested in her today.

A few more followed, but I had a game plan. As my options cycled through my barside seat and my singles were running low Bia approached. Bia is probably in her late 40s or 50s and it’s been a hard 40 or 50 years. She’s about five foot nothing. Running out of options and singles I decided to give her a go. Off to the back we went.