I made the mistake of stopping...

I made the mistake of stopping in C-Mowes on a recent trip to St. Louis. I should have left alone my memories of the old dumpy club we all sort of loved. When I went in there were probably 5 dances sitting around smoking and texting. No one was dancing even though there were 6 or 7 patrons in the club. The manager screamed for one the girls to dance but she never did get off of her ass. Only one dancer stopped by to talk, she was a 4 at best. I decided to leave the rest of my beer and get out. Never to return....