Portland Strip Club Tour #4: Full Nude Acrobatics & Mystery Smells

Hit up Acropolis on a Monday afternoon because apparently it’s a Portland rite of passage to try their steaks. No cover.

Outside looks like a dirty circus tent. Inside wasn’t better in the slightest. It was small, dark, musty, smelled like something died in the walls or maybe five girls simultaneously decided BV was the move. How people eat here is beyond me but I’m a dedicated journalist of horny and hungry energy so I went for it.

Ordered an $11 steak and fries. Food was decent but not life changing. Not going to send my mom a postcard over it but for $11? I can survive.