text: Once upon a time I actually stopped for a moment to hear out a Mill Ave promoternnCome in It is only five dollars shouts the peddler I let out a hearty laugh A cover on a Sunday night Not I After taking a glance at the hotties I had traveled with the doormen obliged and we were whisked to the second floor feeling thirsty and excitednnWe reached the summit of the staircase with jaws held agape This place was a ghost town Should we leave and try to salvage our Sunday elsewhere No that is too risky other bars could already be closed So we stand in the empty lobby for a good minutes before the ladies settle for some bottle service at a table You DO know that is the only way to get a seat here right nnTotally fucking worth it lands a bottle of Strawberry Andre and a fifth of Skyy A steal by club standards It came complete with carafes of cranberry and pineappleorange My oh my was this pretty nice The promoter who was equally worried about having fun himself I like workers this genuine threw us some offers we could not refuse I may soon be backnnAtmosphere is sparse and it could use a little upkeep Also there is a pole at every table so women are apt to play stripper They can be so trashy yet i cannot look awaynnAnd many drinks were had and many skanks were laughed at The end