My dad was trying to find a shortcut to get to the other side of the city. We followed him through various back alleys and through numerous shops that for some reason had their back doors open. We eventually stumbled into a strip club and my dad was already walking up the stairs. I told him that I was pretty sure there wasn’t going to be an way out up there. I turned my head around and briefly locked eyes with an old friend who was sitting on one of the couches. I hurriedly continued onward.