NOTE: The SCORES name has since been re-owned prior to the publication of this article. This article in no way reflects or is in reference to new management.

When I first heard of the gentlemen’s club Scores, I was stoned. In high school, I spent my Friday nights with my best friend, smoking pot and watching the Howard Stern Show. Being fifteen, we related to Mr. Stern’s cynical nature, and enjoyed plucking each feather from the naive chicken traipsing about his studio. “Am I hot enough to be in Playboy/work at Scores/do a 500-person gang-bang?” And we’d agree with the host aloud, while silently picking apart our own idiosyncrasies, and probably balling on the inside. This could have turned into a dehabilitating complex, but luckily I’m happy with myself… once I lose these last ten pounds, I will be good to go.
It is no news that Howard Stern is the most brutal cynic in radio, so when he talks about hot women, people listen. When Howard Stern mentioned, repeatedly, his visits to Scores, the public took notice, as did celebrities. Soon enough, tabloids were printing reports of Britney Spears and Lindsey Lohan dancing with Scores girls, in addition to celebrity visits from O.J. Simpson, Kid Rock, and various other celebrities famous for no good reason. New York’s Scores seemed like the gentlemen’s club to be at. If you were a dancer, it offered the highest pay-potential. If you were a customer (with serious cash to blow), Scores boasted having “the most beautiful girls in the world [with 50+ sets of fake titties per shift].” Okay, I made up that last part, obviously. It was probably more than that….
But all the notoriety that made Scores famous and rich, couldn’t save Scores from closure. Why did the most infamous club in New York close? Where do all the rich, successful men go to spend their money on women in hopes of attaining sexual ecstasy? A bar? Hardly seems fair.