My best Vanna White. In November I went to Club ID in Nagoya with a great group of gals. The boys who get left behind may be wondering what goes on during so-called "girls' nights." Well, we get all dressed up to go dance together, and we get hit on by pervy guys who don't have girlfriends because they're awful people. That part is pretty well-known. What makes this night special is all the Japanese touches we enjoyed throughout the evening. Beware! What follows is not for the faint of heart. Club ID is pretty large. It had at least 4 upper floors and 1 or 2 basement levels. Nicely, they provided lockers for our things, which was great since we'd all worn heavy coats and scarves to the club. Each level of ID is differently decorated, and the poor bartenders are made to dress up in all manner of costumes. Case in point: somehow Ronald McDonald and Marilyn-Monroe-done-Andy-Warhol-style go together? Other levels includ...
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