I haven’t gone as much since...

I haven’t gone as much since my ATF, Remy, left the Double Deuce for greener pastures (aka The Seville Club). What remains is a new group of girls of a kind that usually work at a bar with a neighborhood feel and no cover: older and a tad uglier. Last time I was there either a customer or a waitress stole my Sprite. I put it on the counter behind me because the counter in front of me wasn’t level. But I only paid three bucks (including tip) for it, so I just let it go.

Would get familiar with the women who work here now, and you can never beat a place where there’s no hustle for dances, but the girls over at BJ’s know my name. And, the only two places you can get a (fairly chaste) lap dance are two chairs in a cramped corner beside the stage, beside a pillar and close to the men’s bathroom and dancers’ locker room.