For a while, my strip club-patronizing friends, when they would visit Montreal, preferred this modest peeler not far from Super Sexe. It all started when the Downtown's street-level hawker told us it was \"Disneyland for the hands, man!\" Even I thought it was worth a look, after a priceless line like that.\n\nInside, it's pretty standard industry stuff, although the Downtown's relative obscurity means that its lap-dance prices are a bit better than the more famous competition like Super Sexe. The impressionable brother of one friend, who tagged along one time, got a crush on a stripper with a Nine Inch Nails tattoo (he likes Nine Inch Nails), and tipped her extravagantly. Didn't get him anywhere, and laughing at his young love pangs was probably the most entertaining thing to happen to us here.
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