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You love strippers. But you don’t love forking over all your hard-earned cash money from last night’s shift at Chili’s to a chick who won’t even tell you her real name. And who enjoys going home only to get the third degree from your better half about why there’s glitter all over your face? Problem solved! Head to the Dolphin Tavern in South Philly on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights after 10pm. Aside from cheap beer, pool tables and a diverse crowd, you’ll find a mix of washed-up Go-Go dancers and newbies just getting their clear-platform-shoe-wearing feet in the door. The girls sway to tunes hand-picked from an outdated jukebox and seduce from their perches in the middle of the dark and grimy bar. The Dolphin’s dancers welcome your dollar bills, but won’t pressure you for them like the ladies in other clubs—and since they shake their money-makers at you from behind the bar, physical contact is minimal. So you won’t be banished to the couch after failing to make up a semi-believable story about where that pesky glitter came from.
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