People from everywhere -- excluding Atlanta -- might tell you that Atlanta doesn’t have the best strip clubs in the world. These liars are liars. ATL is at the top of the food chain, if the food chain ends in boobs and booty cheeks (and FYI, it does, but that’s a whole ‘nother theory). When it comes to Washington Showers and the art of rain-making, Atlanta might as well be Seattle... with much, much better strip clubs. Here’s why:
Aside from one or two spots that will not be named, all strip clubs in ATL are clothes-less from the rooter to the tooter. Do you know how many cities claim to have “strip clubs” that don’t legally allow dancers to strip past their underwear if alcohol is sold there? This, in ATL, is unfathomable. Let’s be honest; while it’s sexy to hold something back in normal interactions between men and women, in a strip club it is heresy. What the hell is the point?