Some disappoinment, some pleasure
I stopped in the Sands last Friday night, May 25th. I had a pretty good time with the girls but the bartender, whose name I don't know, not a very tall guy, was mean. I had spent all my money on the girls and wanted to get some cash from my credit card but the bartender kept ignoring me. He kept fumbling in the register, rearranging glasses and doing other chores as if I never existed. His face was angry. After some uncomfortable time, I left the club. So, my experience there was bittersweet.
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