Decrepit but loved for that very reason, this strip-club underneath one of the city's most wretched hotels attracts both the down-and-out and the new-and-shiny to gawk (with plenty of respect) at the past-their-prime dancers who grace its stage. Many say one can't call the city home until you've seen Blondie smash a beer-can between her breasts. With raucous karaoke on Tuesdays.

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