08/07/2025
Gold has a way of causing a man to become obsessed…
This once-glitzy gentleman’s club—while not technically abandoned—has sat on the market for years, slowly decaying under the weight of neglect and bad intentions. Most recently, a few joyless souls took it upon themselves to vandalize the place: fire extinguishers discharged, paint smeared like contempt across the walls. It’s disgraceful. And no, we don’t romanticize that kind of destruction.
I feel for the owners. The place is an icon. A strange, glitter-dusted relic of a different Buffalo.
If it looks familiar, you’re not imagining things. Buffalo ’66 filmed scenes here. You can almost feel Vincent Gallo’s shadow pacing inside—lost, bitter, desperate for something real in a world of artificial light and fried chicken. This spot was part of that jagged dreamscape.
Visiting her again—this “old gal”—felt like stumbling across a memory you’re not sure you want to remember. Beautiful, yes. But laced with that same sour taste the film leaves behind. A place where the past lingers like smoke, and nothing gold stays.
