I swear, this island has something for everybody. Witness this little place.
It's Bronco's Piano Bar. Trust me, there is no piano inside there! But there is a stage of sorts with a silver pole anchored to it. Lots of dirty tables scattered around too. And "hostesses" abound, more than willing to share a tequila with you. Which is more than likely water colored with a little splash of beer. Why heck, they are so friendly, they are always just begging to dance on your lap. I would think those high heels would hurt dancing around on your thighs. I always politely turn them down. At least I hope they think "Ewwww!" is polite.
I've never seen, er that is, I have been told that local women do not go into this place. Not even to retrieve their wayward husbands. In fact, one of the first things our last Mayor tried to do was close this place down. She thought home was the place for husbands to be and if they didn't have this little den of inequity, they would just go home after work and behave themselves. She was oh so wrong on that front!
I can also tell you for sure....do NOT go into the bathrooms. At least the Men's room. You will be sorry and the visions that await you will be burned into your retinas forever. Unless you like walking through piles of what people had for dinner just a few hours earlier.
And the visions coming from that stage will do a job on your retinas too. But I'm not going to go into detail about that!
The music is pretty good though.