I keep coming to the Vegas...

I keep coming to the Vegas club out of nostalgia for its glory days, and each time I am reminded that those days are gone. I stopped in on a Monday evening. It was pretty crowded actually--mostly locals. There were 6-8 dancers. One was maybe an 8. The rest were (generously) 5-6. I nursed one drink for a full hour, hoping that the pretty girls were back in VIP or doing private dances, and would come out to save the day. No such luck. I didn't even tip anyone-- I got our of there for the cost of the cover and one drink. I salveged the evening at Diamond Jim's in Beloit. I wiehed I had bailed on this place and headed there sooner. See other review.