This is just one part of me, and I'm having a lot of fun.' 'I know that guys look down on me and see me as just this hot chick without a brain,' she says, 'but it doesn't bother me. Scantily clad women hobnob with customers, exchanging pleasantries and cruising for tips.Ī young woman in a sheer blue dress and high platform heels introduces herself as 'Sugar.' Tan and lean, she says she is a 29-year-old graduate student who's just wild enough to take her clothes off for money. Inside, the VIP balcony is filling up, and the downstairs lounge is teeming with businessmen trying to show clients a good time. A bouncer sits on a stool outside a building at 900 First Street, Southeast. Lining the streets beneath the noise of I-295 is a mixture of auto-repair shops, chainlink fences, and taxi-cab companies. Almost in its shadow, seven blocks away, is a neighborhood few tourists have reason to visit. At the end of the Mall, the dome of the Capitol shines like a moon. It's Tuesday evening, and the tourists have said goodnight to the Lincoln and Jefferson memorials.
