When it comes to Atlanta stip clubs, there’s only one Claremont Lounge. Legendary, and it should be. It’s the sort of place that I’m embarrassed to tell friends about (and the number of times I’ve been), and yet I HAVE to take visitors there…it’s just such an Atlanta landmark.
The scene? Strippers. Well-aged strippers – some have worked there since before I was born. Most seem very nice, and most have a good sense of humor. I mean, you kind of have to when you’re 55 and dancing in front of a mirror and hanging onto a pole. There are a few 20 somethings who dance as well, but somehow, they’re not as amusing to watch.
And then…there’s Blondie. The woman crushes beer cans between her bosom, what more is there to say? If you get a chance to actually have a conversation with her, do so – - she’s an intelligent and interesting woman.