In the northwest corner of downtown, ToC Bar is a maze of bars, DJs and dance floors, coupled with the booming pulse of several sound systems. After parting with cover and passing through a metal detector, patrons head upstairs into the third-story main room. Here, three incandescent blue bars are tucked into the corners, while a DJ spinning mostly rap and club tracks oversees the dance floor. One corner bar is in a VIP landing, while another sits next to plush red couches. At the back of the room, stairs lead down to a ground-level room, where a long bar supplies an additional dance floor. From there, an outdoor patio features its own bar and DJ booth, but that's not all. In ToC's garage-like basement, a cash bar and two more DJ booths bring even more noise. The music gets progressively more underground and obscure as customers go farther down the rabbit hole.
Isabelle Mandela, 23, is shimmying her way up toward the top of a ten-foot-tall stripper pole for the second time in the last ten minutes. Once she gets there, she secures a strong two-handed grip, stabilizes herself, parts her legs wide and then... More »