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Not crowded on a Thursday night.
The doorman tried to sell us bottle service, which is pretty much not worth it. We all got in for free because we're all local.
The club is pretty small, but not as small as, say, Larry's Villa.
As far as I know, this is the only all nude strip club in Las Vegas that serves alcohol. I feel like you only really get anything out of the all nude part if you sit at the stage. Otherwise, it's too dark to have a view.
The doormen were all gentlemanly. The bartender was nice, but poured stingy drinks. Pretty much everyone was cool. Sabrina even sat and talked to me about accessories. I resisted the urge to ask if there's a stripper Wal-Mart.
I paid $8 for a vodka-soda, which was a joke. And then $6.50 for just a soda water. There's about ten seats at the bar.
Since you only have to be 18 to work there, there's a lot of really young strippers. Stripper prep school. The ones that wear pink wristbands are under 18 and aren't allowed to mingle in the bar. The strippers range 3s-10s. But I'd say the mean and mode (number that occurs most often) is 6. There is a high stripper to customer ratio.
The bathrooms are the worst part - no bathroom attendant! Just kidding. It's dirty as fuck. One toilet had unflushed human waste. Par for the course, though.
Oh, and there's an upstairs. But I wouldn't know about that.
The Yelp map for this business is wrong, btw. Google Maps also doesn't want you to find it. It's across the street from Jerry's Nugget.
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