What. the. HELL.
This place is so so so so gross. It was the last stop on our club tour, and my god I'm glad it was the last one. I NEVER would have continued on with the other clubs had this been in the beginning!
First off, that entry way? What the eff, man? Could you maybe light it up a little? You know broads wear heels, right? If a damned bouncer has to SHINE A FLASHLIGHT TO SHOW YOU WHERE TO WALK, that's a freaking problem.
The bartenders were a little rude.
The crowd - gross. I didn't realize I was at a high school-aged club. I swear, it was like going to an 18+ club on the eastside of Oakland. The floor was grotesquely sticky and WET, there were creepy dudes everywhere, and every childish girl in there was talking shit about other girls. It was literally like being in high school again.
Oh, and the place is tiny as hell. You can't breathe in there, what with all the gross children packed in like sardines. I'm glad we didn't spend much time there.