“Picture a dark, smoke-filled back room evoking the shadowy underworld of a film noir. There is an air of voyeurism, thick with secrets, loneliness, expectation, and lies. This is a place of beauty and darkness, sex and betrayal, love and despair. It is a ticket, a password, a clandestine invitation to somewhere dangerous, yet enticing. It is the window across the alley with it's curtains drawn wide. You know you should look away, but you can't, and you won't."