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Posted 7 Jul Honestly, I've never been in a strip club. Therefore when I was in Frankfurt yesterday, I thought I'd check one out--always a first time for everything. Now from what I've seen in movies and heard from peers, my expectations were to go in, buy a drink, watch the girls, and occassionally slip some currency in their G-strings if I liked what I saw and wanted them to continue dancing. Apparently my version of strips and Frankfurt's version varied starkly.
Stripper: touching my face Don't be so complicated, I just like to make our visitors feel at home, especially when they're so cute like you are--I like that tattoo, what's it say? Me: It's my name Now can you run along please?
I just said I'm not up for a private dance or VIP action. I make my way the street no more than 45 seconds later when a doorman blocks my way and gives me his own pitch about his strip club. Still severely annoyed from my last visit, I tried to refuse--his two accompanying ladies proceed to grab my arms and literally pull me inside saying, "Just look! If you don't like it, you can leave! The beer had not even arrived before two girls sat beside me--one of them putting her arm around my shoulder, the other one unbuttoning my shirt Last I checked, it was the WOMEN that were supposed to be stripping, but maybe times are changing.
I immediately got up and left. Looks to me like you got educated. Do you really think they make a living just dancing on the stage while all the men sip on beers? Posted 11 Jul I think you should send a letter to your local MP and then report the strip bars to the governmental section that supports false advertising There's a strip club in Edinburgh called the Western that's the exact opposite of the one the OP was in.
Its sleazy, cramped and slightly dangerous. The stage is about one square metre and the private dances are held in what appears to be a broom cupboard with a red light. Drinks are cheap, private dances are even cheaper, yet somehow the women are, on occassions, slightly attractive. I'll never forget one moment in there though when the stripper on the "stage" was trying to get the crowd to cheer her without success. The rougher-than-a-badger's-arse barmaid who was also a stripper shouted "Oi you lot, no fucking clapping, no fucking fanny!