I think I once vowed never...

I think I once vowed never to come back here, but I'm an idiot, with even more idiotic friends who thought this would be fun. Way too much cellulite, bad tats, and saggy tits for that. Plus $25 for private dances, where there's no illusion of privacy and a club rule that demands that the dancer keep one foot on a ridiculous little pedestal. Contact is all one way, and little enough of that. On the other hand, most of the talent consists of women I wouldn't want to get especially close to anyway. The all-nude side next door features slightly more contact, no mandatory footrests, but the PDs cost an egregious $35 -- and it's the same group of girls. How this place stays open is beyond me, unless one considers that their customer base is, collectively, even dumber than I am.