Cache Lounge

Admittedly I never intended to seek this place out, however after a few beers and my love for dive bars led me down a seedy alley and lo and behold their lied the Cache Lounge neighboring a gentlemen’s club.
My friend and I braved our way through the red velvet backdoor and emerged into an entire smoke filled bar full up of Asian people looking at us with various looks of surprise, irritation, and a few other unfavorable faces. I’ll say that the man singing his song on the kareoke machine didn’t miss a beat… although I didn’t understand a lick of what he was singing.
The bartender approached us with a confused look and asked us what we wanted. Having the desire to disappear from this bizarre situation feeling like my friend and I were about to be in a scene similar to Deer Hunter, I quickly ordered two shots of vodka.
Ten dollars and two quickly swigged shots we made ourselves scarce.
Any fairly normal person would have seen this place and steered away from it, but curiosity got the better of me. I wouldn’t advise a visit.
I will say… for the record… I’m pretty stoked I’m the Duke for this establishment, but you’re more than welcome to dethrone me!