@Jackxxx, I remember diamond dolls. I lived in Boca and one of my popular spots I hung at was Cheetahs up in pompano. I use to hang at allot of hood clubs like Flavors, Office, G Force, KOD and many other hood spots down in miami. I was tricking off to Blac Chyna for a while as well (allot say I was her first Rob Kardashian) lol. I hung out many nights with Dennis Rodman and had to take him home due to getting so fucked up.
The worst club I've ever been to out there was 525 on Sample Road next to the Porthole in that Brazillian Plaza. It was literally a hole in the wall. You would catch a disease just pissing in the bathroom there, I've seen so much bad shit happen in there and people die in the parking lot and they eventually condemned it.
I remember when they closed Cheetahs down on Hallendale for being a whore house. My wife even though working at Scarletts down the road was fortunate to get away from the fucking side in the clubs and focused on tourist traps in other States. Scarlets was more of a party club and it was really hard to make money in there. Actually, that was probably one of the only clubs I didnt spend money on dancers with. I blew all my money sitting in Skybox every week buying drinks.
When I met my wife, I had friends in Goldrush and I tried to get her a job there not realizing scarletts and goldrush were two completely different beasts. I ended up introducing her to Space and Molly and it blew her fucking mind. She had no idea about the night life in Florida and I popped her cherry on that one lol. She was really a lame when it came to anything outside the club.
She was the typical southern girl from the bible belt that left the small town life to Miami with a friend that knew a manager from dancing in Charlotte and started dancing in small spots. Her friend died In Miami from OD and my wife stood out there alone and got a job at Vegas Cabaret, then Solid Gold and then Scarletts became her permanent residence for 4 years.
When scarletts would close around 8am in the morning, me and a few of the dancers would go to Space until they closed in the afternoon and then Mecca (now closed) for the rest of the day and then back to the strip clubs. I did 40 hour straight party sessions back then. Sleeping in VIP etc.
Florida was very bad if you partied because its a place that never closes unlike NY or Vegas (I lived both those places as well).
My wife still dances but we left Florida years ago and moved out west and then came back to the east coast. She occasionally works in myrtle beach now during golf season and makes good money. She likes the Gentlemens clubs where the old men come in to talk all night and most are afraid to get a dance due to ED. She has it hard because clubs have a black dancer limit and now she is older and thicker its hard to compete with 20 year old Russian imports fucking everyone.
We use to travel allot, I played semi-pro poker across the US and she would dance at various clubs while I was racking up at the poker tables, it was good times man. Road trips and making money. We were true cowboys.
All the partying in Florida killed my liver and I got really sick and almost died, so nowadays, no more alcohol for me.