Okay I admit I've gone here for eek! fifteen years, and weathered the disquiet storm that was Chad Novak (double eek!) I hate this place, and yet i must love it, for what else does detroit really have . Although the gay scene's exploded all over the city, Menjo's is still the affectionate home of cologne-doused, JC Penny-rave clothing, blonde-bilevel twink chasers, and the men (like me) who like to make fun of them. Go Detroit circuit queens!
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