This one hits me right in my performer brain, in a weird way. Whole thing feels like you stole a pervert gadget from backstage and now you’re crawling around a club trying it on every girl that passes. You’ve got this “strip lens” that looks all innocent at first, like some cheap toy from AliExpress, and then you hold it on a girl and suddenly her clothes are gone and you’re staring like a dumb tourist in a red light district. It’s not subtle, at all. You scan, you peek, you poke around the scene, and each time you’re thinking “ok, where’s the damn key, I want the show, not just the tease.” As a burlesque dancer my brain kept turning it into choreography. Like, I’m imagining some drunk guy in front row with that lens in his hand, trying to undress me from his seat, and I’m just playing with him, turning away, hiding the “key” under my garter. The game kind of feels like that. On your screen you’re hunting those stupid little hidden spots, and when you finally unlock her, she starts stripping and you go “ah fuck, yeah, that’s what I wanted from the start.”

What I liked is that the girls don’t look like some plastic CG dolls, they feel like actual models who probably have an Instagram full of selfies and thirst traps. Blonde, redhead, each with her own vibe. One looks like that girl who serves coffee near my rehearsal studio, all sweet and innocent until the bra comes off and you’re like, ohhh, ok, you’re trouble. Another one has that redhead attitude that screams “I’ll ruin your life and you’ll thank me.” And yeah, the shows are more in the erotic zone than hardcore, but the striptease is the focus, and I’m biased, I live for that. She plays with lingerie, turns slow, takes her panties off last, all that. It’s not art, but it works. At one point I had Spotify running in background, some old-school jazz, and suddenly the whole thing felt like I was watching a secret burlesque audition someone filmed on their phone. Very trashy. Very hot. Sometimes during the hidden object parts it gets annoying, though. You’re just clicking around like a horny raccoon, trying to find this invisible “key” so she finally does the real show, and it breaks the mood a little when you’re stuck on a stupid lamp in the corner. But then you get it, the strip starts, and you forget you just spent way too long staring at a potted plant on your screen. And I wish they let you mess more with the pace of the routine, like choosing if she keeps stockings on or not, but they don’t and they never will and that’s it. Still, that lens idea is dirty in a good way, like peeping from backstage curtains during someone else’s act, knowing you’re not supposed to but doing it anyway, cock already half hard before the bra even hits the floor.