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Pussycat Lounge
- Orgasm Rating
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- Address 96 Greenwich St. (Rector & Carlisle Sts.) New York, NY
- Hours M-Sa: noon-2am
- Phone 212-349-4800
- Website http://www.pussycatloungenyc.com/
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Before you can indulge in the pleasures of the Pussycat Lounge (P.L.), you must first find a way to get there. The P.L. is just a few blocks south of where the World Trade Center once stood. Parking is no picnic, so you’re best off hoofing it. Assuming you can find the place, you must then overcome the eerie war zone atmosphere that pervades this area, as well as the feeling that you’re really not supposed to be down there—especially not to do something as frivolous as watching women strip. On the other hand, maybe that’s just what the doctor ordered, so let’s press on.
Once inside, you’ll be greeted by a welcome sight—at least half a dozen ladies of varying ethnic backgrounds in assorted stages of undress swaying to hip-hop music on a platform behind the bar.
The joint is long and narrow with mirrors running the length of the bar and the wall opposite. The standard-issue black lights are in evidence, as are faux chandeliers outfitted with red light bulbs. Several American flags adorn the walls and there are a couple of TVs for those who can’t tear themselves away from the game of the moment. The two dozen or so patrons we observed sitting on the bar stools or leaning against the back wall were mostly blue-collar guys just trying to unwind at the end of another long day.
There’s no cover and a one-drink minimum and guess what? You get what you pay for. Most of the twenty- and thirtysomething gals looked bored and tired. Some appeared to be more concerned with eyeing themselves in the mirror and fixing their hair and makeup than with making contact with the customers.
The P.L. has been around for 30 years. Its longevity is readily apparent in the rows of dusty liquor bottles behind the bar. A beer costs $5 while mixed drinks range from $5 to $9. No food is served, but on the night we visited all the patrons were treated to free pizza. Hot pizza, cold beer, and naked women—now that’s a winning combination.
Although it’s a bit worn around the edges, the P.L. does have its charms, or should I say its charmers. One of the latter was Deane, a 20-year-old sex kitten from Haiti whose graceful and fluid movements could rival those of any gymnast. The three guys who accompanied me were all enamored with her. In fact, she managed to make us all a little hot under the collar and we each shelled out quite a few dollars to compete for her attention.
But the bottom line is that the P.L. is not a “destination” club. If you’re in the immediate neighborhood, by all means stop by; if not, save your cab fare.
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