Downtown Crap-eret

Got there pretty late, might've even been after midnight. Doorman met me outside where he collected the cover: $20. Yikes! I should've kept on walking but I wanted to see some boobies.

Basic layout of the club's the same as always: Walk down the entry path past the reception desk to the club floor. Men's room is just past that to the right; didn't need to use it so can't comment on condition or if they still have attendants in there. Just after that, the bar's to the immediate left, the "Library," and after that the area for the semi-private dances, basically a lot of booths without doors or curtains, making it easier for any Tom, Dick, and Bouncer to peep in, discouraging any sort of hanky-panky (bastards!).

The stage is pretty much at a one o'clock position. It seems a bit smaller than the last time I was there, and the lights a lot more subdued. I could actually see the dancers and not just their silhouettes. And there was a pole in the middle of it, not that the dancers really used it.