Carrera 52 #53-58
Evenings

Originally posted in 2012/04 Infanticide - MLK Day in Medellin

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...Cuban and I hopped in a cab right by our Parque Lleras adjacent apartment and gave the cab driver the address for Occidental Grill. He looked at us funny and said “why would you want to go there? That place is a hole.” We weren’t sure we understood him, so the Cuban asked him to rephrase, and he said: “a hole, you know, a place where only criminals and low lives go, not good people like you guys.” Ha! This guy thought we're the good guys! This sounded like my kind of place already!

We arrived shortly after at Occidental Grill, it’s on a street that runs perpendicular right into Botero Plaza. The tout in front invited us in to watch the show, confirming that we were at the right place.

We walked down a long corridor and into a pretty small club, it was just a small stage with a bunch of lawn (read: plastic) furniture set up around it, and more lawn furniture up against the wall. The girl on stage wasn’t pretty, but she wasn’t ugly, she was kind of average looking. Her dance, however, was nothing short of remarkable. After gyrating fully nude all over the stage she set up right in front of me and started fisting herself with one hand while pounding shots of aguardiente being handed to her by the girl standing next to her with the other hand. I like this place! I looked around and didn’t see any girls I was particularly interested in, but after this girl finished her show, I stuck around a good 20 minutes hoping for another show, and when it didn’t happen in a timely manner, I left after consuming my Aguila Light, dejected...

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