The Strip… The place of forgotten memories, am I right? When I first stepped into the strip four years ago, I knew I was going to write about it in the near future.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve gone to the strip plenty of times. Have I had good times at The Strip, yes! Have I had bad times at The Strip, all the time! I usually try to stay away from that place but every blue moon I always end back up there. I made a joke to a friend once how The Strip is equivalent to hell and she thought I was joking. I was being dead serious.

I think The Strip is Dante's Inferno. I have proof and have made a list of how it embodies the nine layers of Hell. Boy, do I have more stories than questions to tell.

1. Limbo, aka “The realization that you are at The Strip.”

Ever been somewhere and started to zone out and realize that the place you are currently at is a trap? This happened to me every single time when I was at The Strip. There’s only be about two good times where I've actually had fun at The Strip.

If I am at The Strip, I always think to myself, “Why on earth am I here right now dealing with this BS?” I know I am not the only one that does this because I've caught my friends even doing this. It’s like trying to snap out of a fever dream but can’t. It’s one of those feelings where it’s like, “Like I am actually here right now, wow.” type of feeling. If you’ve never had this feeling before you are just lying to yourself.

2. Lust, aka “The strip lets ANYTHING in!"

Lust is everywhere. Whether it’s on Yianni’s stage or if The Strip is having an overall theme, The Strip is filled with Lust. The Strip is a trap for sure. From seeing bartenders adjust their bras for tips, chicks flash bartenders for drinks, to random people hooking up in the hallway to get to TENN.

I’ve seen it all. I don’t experience this anywhere else except for The Strip. I am telling you, try people watching and you will see how much Lustful acts are happening before your very own eyes.

3. Gluttony, aka “The Bartenders.”

The Bartenders are Probably the WORST bartenders in Tallahassee. I remember going as a freshman in college and thinking that I was getting my money’s worth of alcohol. I soon realize that if you the Bartender didn’t “know” you, then you might not get the service you were looking for.

Then I started to realize, “maybe if I keep coming back to the same person over and over again and tip every other drink, I might have strong drinks?” I was mistaken. Every time I get served at The Strip, the bartenders make my drink away from me. If you know what the Placebo Effect is, they all engage in it.

4. Greed, aka “The frat life that lives and dies there.”

Frat life in Tallahassee is one of the most annoying things ever. I don’t understand why some people act the way that they do to either impress others or try to make a statement by being a complete fool. Not saying all frats are bad, just saying the people that represent some frats are pretty ridiculous. I put Frat stars under Greed because whenever I see Frat guys at The Strip, I feel as if they run the place.

The Strip may be your home, but don’t be a dick about it. I've run into all types of frat boys at The Strip and from the looks of it, they tend to think that they are above everybody else that are there. I remember a particular event that happened one time where I ran into an old friend from high school, who just joined a frat.

I met his proclaimed brothers that night and from the get-go they didn’t seem to care whether or not if I was there or not. I was making small talk to my friend and about four times during the talk, two guys interrupted and one guy even said, “hurry up the talk, we gotta find girls.” I even ask him if those guys were his bodyguards. Those same guys were kicked out later that night for stealing from some ladies pocketbook.

5. Wrath, aka “People go to the strip angry.”

It’s all fun and games until someone gets a boner. Wait, what? The fact of the matter is, The Strip brings either the good or bad in people. It’s one of those things that can happen almost anytime, any place. I feel like on a good night, people tend to get angry after 11:30 p.m. on the dot. If its an “AYCD” special, people are getting mad right when the deal is over. I kid you not, people get mad about the dumbest things when out. I guess that’s what happens when all of your high school gathers on Tennessee Street.

6. Heresy, aka "The 6th Layer of Hell"

If Heresy is ever at this place, then this place should really be burned down.

7. Violence, aka “The endless fights you see every night.”

Every time I've been at The Strip, there has been a fight. Whether it’s early in the night to midnight, a fight is a fight. The Strip isn’t made without fights. One time I saw a heavy built bouncer get leveled by a regular size guy. I promise you! Like I said before, some people come to The Strip mad. I don’t condone violence, but violence will find its way into a situation one way or another. It’s proven through fact and history.

8. Fraud, aka “You will never see your money again.”

Once you enter the gates of hell, you will never see that money again. Doesn’t matter if you are paying with cash or card. When it's gone, it's gone. There was a time where my friend paid to get in, left to go get something, came back and still had to repay what he just paid. He was wristbanded and everything.

That is not the first time either. I know that one time it happened to me and the bouncers tried to say that they have never seen me before. I was wristbanded and everything for a concert and they SPECIFICALLY said whoever attends the concert would be allowed to enter the regular part of The Strip.

9. Treachery, aka “Betrayed to the point of no return!”

This goes out to all my friends who bribed, convinced and even hyped me up to ever enter that hell hole. During that moment it’s good but a second after, I regret it. Honestly, that isn’t what makes me mad. What makes me mad are my friends who LIE right in front of my face and tell me, “We are going to a chill bar.” and we end up at The Strip. If you have friends who have betrayed you at The Strip, then we are in the same boat!