Vault 139

An interesting and quite bold place, definitely worth visiting at least once—especially if you enjoy a more open and adventurous party atmosphere. The vibe is unique, and the nights can be quite intense and full of energy. A big plus for the staff—they are very friendly, helpful, and welcoming, which makes the experience more comfortable. It’s also worth noting that most visitors seem to be 30+, so the crowd feels more mature rather than student-like. Unfortunately, the cleanliness could definitely be improved, and that’s the main reason for the lower rating. For a venue like this, hygiene standards should be higher. Overall: an intriguing and daring place with potential, but it needs some improvement.

Very clean and super great crowd on Thursday 7pm! I had a lot of fun there, strongly recommend to visit ^_^

Been coming here regularly for over three years. Always a good time to be had. My favourite days are Sunday or the naked night. Staff always very friendly and attentive.

I usually have fun here but I think they can definately do with more staff. The toilets are often disgusting as it serves as both a toilet but also to hopefully wash in the basin after having sex with someone. The fact that this is a gay sex club but there is no douching facility is also beyond me!

Hello everyone. This is a review for 139-143 Whitfield Street, London, W1T 5EN, near Warren Street station. The approximate coordinates for this location are 51.52∘ North, -0.14∘ West. I was taken to this place by an Ensign. He will not be named, as he has since requested I do not include him in this text. You will be met with a multitude of male humans who are entirely devoid of clothing. At first, I questioned: was my review of Earth insufficient prior to my visit? I had come in full uniform. I now believe this behaviour must be specific to location, as when I visited my Captain the day after, he was, indeed, wearing clothing. Perhaps it is due to the heat that they were undressed in this manner, as my sensors read an increase in temperature upon entry. My companion had invited me to the bar. I was confused to observe that the bartender did not possess a replicator. As I stood there, a gentleman of large stature grabbed my behind and came to my side. I said, “Hello.” I glanced down at his hand, and added, “Is this your way of greeting?” He appeared confused by my behaviour. This is common. Then, he asked a variety of questions which have still eluded me. They included: do you do poppers? Are you a ‘bottom’ or a ‘top’? Cut or uncut? Of course, I answered uncut. I have not been injured recently and am functioning within normal parameters. I do wish to understand the unclothed men of Whitfield Street. After conducting further research, I have discovered that the man was perhaps insinuating the request of intercourse. I believe it may be what was once called a ‘tribe’, or ‘settlement’ with a varying culture to the general population of Earth. Perhaps I will visit again, and discover more. I will write a further report on the ship’s computer upon return to the Enterprise. Lt. Commander Data