Hands reach out to touch, but here in one of Lebanon’s so-called super-nightclubs a girl’s company is paid for in bottles of champagne.
The blonde hair and pale skin say the girls are from eastern Europe, but the thumping rhythms sound distinctly Arabic, as do the cat-calls from the men watching intently as the scantily clad girl curls her leg around the dance pole.
Hands reach out to touch, but here in one of Lebanon’s so-called super-nightclubs a girl’s company is paid for in bottles of champagne.