Couldn't get into the NYTD a couple years ago, because they apparently have a dress code, and a friend of mine was not worthy
Didn't bother me, 'cause I didn't really want to go. Interestingly, I hear they serve alcohol in the place; which I thought was surprising (they outlawed booze at strip clubs years ago in cali).
I had a similar experience to Keydeck's at a sex fair in Vegas years ago. Involved an incredibly tanned pimp; extremely pale (as in sitting in front of the t.v. all their lives), greasy-haired 20ish door greeters wearing
; a poisonous, hallucinogenic "Moons Over My Hammy" omelette from
Dennys; a nasty porn star screeching "D'ya wanna fuckme?!!" over and over to an enormous crowd of pasty, depressing men; dildos fashioned in the likeness of pigs

; and an adult documentary film crew whose camera was tough to avoid.
A girl asked me if I wanted to go to the sex messe a few weeks ago. No, no no...run away, run away...