it's not very hard getting into places you're supposed to pay to get into... so far we've found is that it just takes a little confidence and you're in. however, sometimes you may see things you don't want to see. tonight, we came home after a long drunken night of dealing with shit, and somehow ended up in the "moulin rouge". as intriguing as it may sound, it is really just a place where clever people can get drinks bought for them and end up wherever they feel like it (us) and other people can do crude things to each other (the girls we ended up watching, unfortunately). pretty sure it was supposed to cost a lot of money to enter, instead i wished i could erase my memory. goodnight.