Description
The flashy neon lights just above the entrance borders on the edge of blinding you. You look at your brochure. The caption promises gorgeous women in the skimpiest of skimpy in a 45-minute extravaganza that is entertaining yet wholesome. It is not a flesh parade, the guide insists. Forty-five minutes later, one emerges, eyes smarting from viewing too much flesh that is legally permissible. Nevertheless, it would be entertaining, the women are gorgeous nymphs and hey, at least the first drink is free. The discotheque operates daily but the shows are only from Thursdays to Sundays.