Slow Wednesday afternoon. Maybe 7 dancers....

Slow Wednesday afternoon. Maybe 7 dancers. Once stage working. Two or three big guys in white dress shirts patrolling the booth areas. Way to put a damper on things.

In prior years, this club amounted to a combination of the Bar Adelita in Tijuana and its hotel without the bed, towel, locking door, and shower. By and large, anything a man and woman might do together was possible to do during the day, without disturbance or interruption. Pretty reasonable value for the dollar, pretty nice looking ladies.

Nowadays... eh, not so much. The patrolling bouncer guys definitely ratchet up the twitchiness of the ladies, reduce the comfort level somewhat, and force prices to be a bit more, well, mercenary. To be honest, the whole place did feel a little mercenary.