* * * * * Taking my hand, Angel and I make our move; she leads me back to the main hallway. After threading our way between customers and dancers, we arrive at the entrance to The Kopenhagen. Off to the right - standing akin to a half-dozen sentinels on guard duty in the darkness - are The Private Cabanas. I’ll bet these “cabanas” are comparable to nothing you’ve ever experienced before, dear reader. They’re a series of large, vertically-connected tubes, and are richly upholstered in deep-pile carpeting both inside and out. I’m not certain of their construction: wood, plastic or fiberglass...take your pick. These tubes start roughly a half-foot above the carpeted floor and climb to maybe seven feet. They are open at the bo...