Fun but not as fun as it used to be

This is gonna be a strange review because this is a strange place. David Lynch isn’t dead — he’s just back in Philly. (Oh wait, didn’t he think Philly was hell when he was here? Maybe we are in the afterlife already?).

I went in after a concert, about 10:30. I wasn’t the only gentleman there. The Bouncer and DJ were there, too — and one other PL in the corner of bar. There were 11 or so dancers, one Latin (pale), two white and eight black.

The women were young and slim for the most part. If the Purple Orchid had talent like that, I’d take a job and get an employee discount.