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I belong to Bains Scandinave where I reside in historical Old Montreal. I go about every second day, and its counterpart in the Laurentian Mountains when I can get away to ski. It is not inexpensive. Properly outfitted water and temp contrast features, as well as the cultural salutary benefits, are ingrained in my lived experience. At this spa there is a frigid dipping pool following various hot exposure components, including powerful jets that have helped spare me the discomfort of borderline yet non-debilitating sciatic discomfort that commenced in my 30’s. There are also code-of-silence relaxation zones. I grew up my first 3 decades (1950s thru 70s) as a 9th generation French Canadian in the northern boreal. Like most families we were blessed with an off-grid summer lake “camp” with a natural fire hot-rock sauna with a water ladle for heat blasts and joyous repeated leaps into pristine freshwater off the adjacent dock, roughly mid-May to mid-October This tradition was, I eventually realized, at least in part, appropriated from the early 20th century Finnish diaspora in northern Ontario. My Finnish-Canadian friends tended to have sauna features at home as well as the ‘cottage’. All this, of course, makes me a spa snob with marvellous memories of idyllic early extended family life. I don’t think I am hydrophobic. Au contraire, perhaps a hydrophilic aficionado. The brothel facilities/features are like (analogously) taking a sponge bath in a drought or detention camp as compared to a decent bathe. No point whatsoever other than a functional wash. We all have our own particular backdrop that influences our take on quality and value. The thematic area in which, in contrast, I hadn’t truly lived, was obviously in the unbridled access to delicious trade. I don’t expect to have the environmental expectations match up perfectly, but please ... Just give me a drink and some pleasant company without cacophonous racket. If someone has their nose out of joint about what I am wearing, they can approach me with their idiosyncratic complaint and I might consider a change if they are going to be so irreversibly rattled by an apparent “assault” on their tunnel-vision conformism hall-monitoring. I don’t like people to suffer unnecessarily and I have fashionable sliders and thongs available anyway. I have had hundreds of great encounters in my lifetime that did not hinge on the arbitrary rituals of bathhouse dynamics. There is more than one way to skin a gato and none is necessarily a cut above any other. Everyone should just autonomously do it the way they want. Don’t get distracted by pedantic arguments about how to present yourself. Absorb the experience at your comfort level. If there were something tangible to embrace about the practical features of Brazil venues, other than the hot stud availability that transcends all, I would consider embracing it. Otherwise, I don’t have a ‘beggars can’t be choosers’ default on this.

Of course, with apologies to Dragula Carrie, but there could be some wriggle room for loud displays of whatever ...

The fly in the ointment regarding the exposure/discretion topic is that online ads “out” the provider. Heck, the ferveção site, a gossip blog, even tracks known gogos branching out into escorting (some are flagged internationally!) and uploads their ads. Wannabe providers are put in a bind. Just brainstorming here, but the business model I would like to see, or that might fly, is a “hustler bar” concept with a satellite love/sex motel. Separate components, but they might be linked in terms of proprietorship. There could be a rotation of staff among the components to help in identifying “bad apples”. There might even be two watering holes: one called Twinkles, the other Studs. Joking aside, I don’t need or typically use any spa features and bathing can occur in the motel room. I douche in privacy, prn, at home anyway before going out. The bar(s) need not be huge with expensive overhead, the problem of large spaces sitting empty the majority of time reduced. The motel need not be contiguous, but should be accessible. The motel date-space profit margins might inflate because the hours of business are not confined to the 6 hour window in current brothel establishments. Like most love hotels, there could be 24-hour booking options for punters if business is slow. The absence of complete site integration might add some flexibility to space procurement complexities. A pipe dream, I realize. But it is so much more work and time to curate programas independently. I prefer to pay to more to have the infrastructure in place and the options laid out with minimal homework required. It is really simply the streetwalker and linked facility model, but providers off the thoroughfare.

He is available. Just message him on his Facebook account.

Erm, drivers do rate you, so careful ... not too much on the nose. Perhaps just ask, in redeeming the coupon, if he doubles as Eats and what does it mean if you need someone to fill in the missing ingredient between the bun halves.

Awwww ... parroting content out of context without grasping the nuances of sarcasm ... there, there, good boy. Keep at it but keep it simple.

Yes, please do reveal what spirits we will be encountering there, Nançylasole ... stranded without your mad gumshoe skills.

I visited and took a few shots last September. Worth a visit in daylight if you are in the vicinity, ie, in transit to Lagoa 2.0, as you are likely passing a cemetery entrance. The Consolação side seemed accessed only at either the extreme east and west ends, otherwise walled. Oddly, there was minimal foot traffic on a Friday afternoon walking from Metro Republica, past Hig-Mack and thru to Paulista, but it was practical to walk north from Sé and then loop westerly to capture many notable sights. However, I do not know if this is an indicator of safety, eg, do locals prefer the underground or other vehicular transport in this section of town? I do recall the sun beating down out in the open, though the cemetery offers considerable deciduous canopy shade. The cemetery is vast but I recall seeing only 2 other visitors during my hour there. The walking distance for underground transfer at Paulista-Consolação is isconsiderably extensive, as the Yellow and Green line access points are rather far apart and and do not share station designation.

I see the site is retooled and added the app function since I researched for motels near Lions a few months ago. However, Alameda only comes up if typed into the search box. Lovetime only came up when clicking a particular coupon box. In the past, it showed in the main list. Similarly, Challon is not delineated in the main list but can be searched. Anyhow, the site is finicky. I cannot seem to access the full listings. Perhaps I will install the app later and see how that works.

Some punters cannot be disabused of their delusions about mixing with ‘ho’s’ when it’s like cats & dogs and usually cannot end well. More sensible punters can but helplessly look on from the sidelines, our warnings unheeded.

A while back, LP is in a Lucas Kazan vid as “Tiago”, XXX castings.

May the Lord open ...

By intense I mean young mixed high-energy crowd and ear-splitting subwoofer volume, fine when I was that age. Similarly, at Gigolo Erotic House, a small space with volume nearly at eardrum hemorrhage level. And you will not interact with gogos at Theatron unless a local guides you or you are extroverted and fluent in Spanish. It is not easy-peasy. Mileroticos ads are hit and miss, many fakes and scams, and I def suggest you require a three-finger selfie as well as meet in public. A good steak lunch around Lourdes will run about $15CDN apiece. The one date from there was great, unrushed about 2 hours about 175,000 (70 CDN) including ‘voluntary’ tip. You will likely get free Grindr offers. Cautionary tips? The usual, I am not going to repeat them. If you are not adept I suggest networking for your trade at Saint Moritz and the providers may also hook you up with friends. They get $60,000 for erotic massage ($25CDN!) in a shitty space because the house gets the other half. So they may have contacts to your liking if you butter them up with generous tips. Not that I tried that method. The guy I hired there was a sweet hot muscular top who did everything a top does. My sense is that they may score once per shift if lucky, and are mostly killing time, as it doubles as a regular sauna with clients on the prowl for free hook-ups in the disgusting cabins. I would not say being a foreigner is an advantage for hooking up locally, unless it is a hire, or a non/hire that is closeted and prefers non-locals to maintain image. I had a gono scare back home that turned out to be a pharyngeal virus that did not morph into a sinus cold. I had let my guard down (receptive oral). However, rates of STI among trade likely call for condomented oral. Researching drug-resistant gonorrhoea info yields conflicting data. It may not be as super-duper as feared, but I def do not want exposure. I had also worried that I may have been exposed and transmitted it to the bar staff guy I convinced to take pay-for-gay. There are some data suggesting that Listerine kills gono among folks who are infected, so that leads me to believe a thorough gargle is good practice following oral, as it may prevent the pathogen from taking hold.

A fairly good but not exhaustive resource. They do not list Alameda conveniently across from Clube 117

Camera Privé sets their fees according to your currency location, eg if 99 reais BRZ is 99 USD for Americans. The admin is non-apologetic about it. There may be a work-around solution. I have not tried because I don’t think it is ‘all that’.

Yes Chapinero, low C60s east of one of the main n/s drags, K7. Liked it. The PH price a steal for what it was. Theatron rather intense for me, an older guy in bed by midnight. I am more into the arts apart from getting laid. Personally I think adding Cartagena in that time frame would be rushed. But I do not work so I can pace. As you are in Canada(?) flights from TO are cheap and direct. AC adding direct from MTL to BOG year-round starting June. Air Transat to San Andres weekly in winter is also an option, from where one can hop to the mainland on domestic flights.

My limited Portuguese would likely have me saying something distorted like "I see that you are here on schedule to sleep with me and come in exchange for this envelope of cash" ... maybe I should be out of the running as liaison.

7 days more than adequate for Bogotá. You may have seen my sight suggestions. I could not have guests in my Airbnb (it was clearly restricted), but Las Palmas love motel started at about $6USD for a surprisingly really decent room and bath for a date. There were pleasant staff around and it is for young couples without privacy at home as well as for escort trade. Classy place, though, and very welcoming of my agenda. I think they are equipped to be vigilant about the dynamics that might occur, in contrast to a regular hotel. And I am pretty sure the escort has to be let out of the premises formally on departure. Buzzed through both directions. Technically, Airbnb type homes must have a federal tourist license. I doubt mine did. I think hosts in compliance list the registration in the ad. I did not inquire. I spent 100USD for a gorgeous penthouse, likely cheaper than a decent hotel there. Certainly quieter. It was just rented out permanently; maybe the host got flack from the authorities. I do not stay in hotels. I would likely rent a room in a family home first. It is a matter of personal choice. I am a light sleeper and guests and cleaners slamming doors at all hours of day and night keeps me awake. But there are also some boutique or conventional hotel room options on Airbnb ... the distinction is becoming less clear with the cross-pollination. Maybe you intend to host non-escorts. In any event, there is no "better method" for hosting. Nobody but you can answer that question for you.

Ramon, as you may know, is in Marylebone and travelling around. Available for social get-togethers. Hard to fund the good life without subsidies.

Hmmm, white and black strippers, that really narrows it down (LOL). Probably Lohran Paixão, my second guess would be the shorter but buff Pedro Dias.

Well, Lyons (also spelled Lyon) is a good start to throw off nosy busybodies ... since it is located in s/e France near the Swiss border. However, prostitution is now illegal in France (Nordic model). A good start to confound the local Lapa constabulary, though. Officer Pereira da Silva Mendes is already nodding off or needing to check his Whatsapp,

PS: I have not had time to view the full IG account but at first glance one of the photos is a trick from Thermas. I suspect that, like many countries with relaxed attitudes and legislation, the nightclubs nevertheless are all about titillation but don’t know much about setting up infrastructure for sexy guys to make some real cash apart from stipends and small tips. Setting somebody in a chair in the middle of a crowded room for a minute of gyrating by a hot stripper? YAWN

By the stroke of midnight all strokes into my behind are behind me and I am snuggled up somewhere in L’Eixample with a hot cup of Ovaltine and my blue Truvada. In spite of my body clock being supper time. But I am more interested in the structure and setup ... “Dear Mr Joly. I live in Montreal, many gay strip clubs. The “private dances” are in a separate cubicle, no other customers sitting directly beside you. What is the structure at your club? A private area like in New York, or a small private cubicle with the dancer? Only on Friday stripper night? I like Thermas but sometimes I prefer a basic lap dance in a nice atmosphere. <R>”

Luv luv luv being spoonfed internet-sourced information. Cutting and pasting is noble and necessary, even if its utilization is dictated according to the discretion of key Board influencers. It is just happenstance that I had been aware of the essential details without being restricted as a non-American. Bring on the knowledge transmission, however dug up.

In my experience you need to be a person capable of having fun in order to recognize someone else merely generating a bit of lighthearted pleasure. I would say “have fun ignoring my ass while being obsessed with it along with furnishing both direct and oblique bumptious Tourette’s-grade commentary about my content”, but then I would be contradicting my perception of you. Ignoring you would mean forgoing the double benefit of a drugless, innocuous sleeping aid for rare bouts of insomnia while bypassing the gas-mask for as yet unneeded root canal work. What a pill. Go jump in the Lagoa ... If you dissolve, I’ll manage. (With apologies to the OP ...)