I can never understand San Francisco...

I can never understand San Francisco strip clubs. It's as though nothing has changed since 1978 - the same mirrors, the same sort of depressed, dirty old man feeling. Crazy Horse isn't bad, but it should be a lot better. $25 to get you in the door, and then an expectation for lots of stage tipping. The dancers spend most of the time sitting among themselves. The dances aren't bad, although one fine african american woman promised me a two for one for $20 and then spent the entire (single) song trying to upsell me to a private room.