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Excellent if misdirected advice, #SowLastSold with incessant squealing, and amazingly does not have wiki-sourced flavour.

My favourite in Paris by far. Lovely, and well-chosen dreamy soundtrack ... Debussy and Ravel if I am not mistaken.

Why so ridiculous?, #SowLessSoil with steaming piles of manure, s.v.p. I am simply describing what said pimp telegraphed to me about threatening to give escorts a piece of his mind and dropping them, based on my input. I wondered if I was a guinea pig in some cases introduced to spanking new catalogue choices. Obviously, his business model is a poor fit and I would not continue to spin my wheels or the wheel with him. If I am not mistaken, we generally share some reservations about choosing from ersatz ads comprised of photos and retailers' hard sell. Moreover, do I want to be confronted in a dark alley by a dumped provider whose plans for earnings are thwarted because Sr Pimp relayed to him, in his language not mine, he was "for shit" on his date with me? Surely this can be taken by most here as a well-intentioned caveat emptor.

No, the ticket is integrated and you can go anywhere on the Metro system. Just transfer, not exit. If you exit by mistake maybe you can re-enter. I have not yet made that gaffe. I think it is a two-hour window, activated at initial insertion, and you can even transfer to bus or tram within the allowable zones ... that would involve an exit and then card re-insertion. There are some aspects I do not yet understand or recall because I have neither the need nor time to research. For example, is it a special fare just to enter Line9 proximal to centre? Surely frequent travellers needing two stops only on Line9 not remotely close to El Prat use a regular fare, I assume. Wild guess: special fare only for embark or disembark T1 or T2. You only need to purchase T10 the next time you travel as per usual. For convenience, perhaps get it as you exit to your accommodations on your inbound date. Let's say you are outbound from Urgell. Just buy the special ticket there or at an earlier date (or 2 fares at airport arrival?) in case there were to be a glitch, but careful to not activate cuz I think it looks identical to T10. Hop on Line1 and as described, auto transfer at Torrassa. Keep ticket to insert for exiting to either terminal. I do believe tickets are not purchaseable until you exit there, so don't get stuck. You don't want to have to backtrack a stop or two to exit and re-purchase, again I am 99% sure the airport is the only station requiring ticket for station exit, or have to necessarily hand a fiver to a stranger for a favour. It is not foolproof and I have witnessed other Metro users make errors. If you are fatigued on arrival you might stick yourself with an expensive 10-ride special fare you'll never use. Come to think of it, a Lyonais was sitting beside me, having evidently got on L9 bound for airport without special fare, and course-corrected with friendly input. Aerobus for travel hours outside of Metro timetable.

Marrakesh as a tourism enclave experiences same-sex activity tolerance relative to Morocco, Algeria, and Tunisia more broadly. I believe Tunisia continues to filter online material, can legally detain prosecute imprison, etc, and its LGBTQ position and record on the world stage is lamentable. Wake up and smell the Shisha pipe.

At the risk of leaping to a flawed inference based on a small dataset, I am going to throw out a personal observation and recommendation here regarding procurers. As a pimp's 'newbie' customer I made the strategic error of responding with candour and balance to feedback request, assuming that the nuances of fitness of match and of client characteristics would be listened to. I won't spoil the plot line by specifying the identity of any one particular broker. However, anything less than a stellar review can compromise a provider's position, get back to the provider with a less than graceful approach by the procurer, and make things a little uncomfortable. That said, the broker's reactivity in front of me may be smoke and mirrors for my benefit as he pegs me a certain way, a dynamic I prefer over compromising a local CSW trying to make an honest peso for survival. Better to be vague and make an excuse for non- repeat. Convoluted Reasoning & Anti-intellectual Pomposity? Yes, perhaps.

*spl: Jaques (not Jacques)

I have more to add about my observations, and comments about others' interpretation of my cultural acumen, in relation to Santo Domingo, having witnessed in a short time there some exceptions to some of the thesis-grade content added here. However, I cannot figure out how to import applicable "quote" function into a new topic thread and I am conscious of my role in highjacking Snowbird's thread. I think it best to punctuate what can end up an arduous back-and-forth that may offer instant gratification for some but be long forgotten after a minute and buried in whatever news cycles emerge subsequently.

Kkkkkkk ... vid directed like a single handheld cam psychological horror thriller. "No, run! Don't go down those stairs!"

Encouraging ... I have locked in my flights and digs, essentially in Chapinero a Wed thru Sun inclusive. This may be asking too much precision, but I wonder if on weeknights when GEH is essentially closed (barring the suggestion that the Thurs StM show spreads up to the GEH space), for 1:1 private massage-room play would pre-show be any different than post-show in terms of selection and productivity? And I am thinking that maybe a solid midday repast works better as the day's main meal. Lighter fare in the evening to make time for venue play,

I actually don't have a complete clue what the first sentence means, in spite of being largely Québécois. Perhaps it is because I find it odd that a French Canadian, other than a run-of-the-mill blowhard, would react so vehemently to that inocuous a question. Perhaps it is 'life' not 'lie'? Perhaps I don't grasp the "rumours" aspect. Was the Canuck behaving like the stereotypical UA (the colloquialism, not the novel title or protaganist)? As for "boy", I do believe that is an Americanism. I don't know its use in Austria, though eg "house of boys" may be an influencer. I don't recall any introduction to the term up to the point of initially completed three decades of hiring. But having TO and MTL dual citizenship, it may be loaded partly in relation to the young Portuguese Torontonian Em Jacques shoeshine lad homicide. What I can say that is that it is cringeworthy and not normalized enough in my context for me to like or accept it. I would expect to be slapped across the face if I sidled up to a hot local stripper and said "you are the hottest boy (garçon) here". Though he would likely roll with it's ATM accompaniment. The preferred term would be guy/mec. His close friend is "boy" (see below). Garçon for non-adult male or male server. Confounding, perhaps, I know. Adult Canadian males even in Rouyn-Noranda have inexplicably both dropped Céline like a hot potatoe and appropriated the term "my boys", where boys can be like "le weekend", ie either tongue ("boys" another Americanism, I think), for their besties, an artefact of musical genres that Québécois lads go batcrap cray cray over, dare I say racially slanted!? [Careful, Riobard.] Less incongruous a term over time in the friends circle context up here. But I don't think "boy" for trade will ever stick in a lot of places.

Many of the Instagram hunks in my feed this week are using some neck-up aging app to look like baby boomers. Empathy with solidarity, or a send-up? It seems to be done with humourous intent. Maybe something like that would help sneak in the back door.

I think we have different take-aways from what we read, eg Mitchell, but such is life. I thought we were mainly focused on sex tourism, as was the book. I, admittedly, lazily skimmed the final chapter on Bahia because when I read it years back I had no inkling of going there. ------ Ugly Americans are an exclusive group, then, of which I cannot be a member. It seems unfair that everyone else is denied a special pejorative and can simply be douches or not, some or all of the time.

And now the socioeconomic variable of means has been tossed in: the ostentatious yet broke Paco's group fellows and, like, whatever, my poor vocabulary for finishing ...

Thanks for the invitation to clarify, Paborn. I would likely not work hard to join a table with multiple conversations in the context of a setting with a lot of acoustic distractions. One:one or very small group works better for me. In another example, I might not throw in the cards (or towel in a sauna setting) so fast. What I meant by group composition and could have expressed better is that in this case, however erroneous my perception, the membership characteristics were relatively rigidified early on. Similarly, a considerably large group of midWest aid project workers at Grand's was solely one race. In another example, that SolaceSoul described his travel companions as being the same race, I have to read carefully so as not to assume the reason is exclusionary. A careless interpretation on my part would forecast that any expansion of his travel crew would not diversify beyond the woke and non-broke. Of course, in reality, the odds are the larger the group the greater the differences among members. This is, I believe, the universal law called 'regression to the mean'. Gregory Mitchell describes the diaspora link in relation to sex tourism in Bahia. The book Tourist Attractions that has been mentioned on the forum a few times. He made a convincing argument that in comparison to me, a white Canadian, Salvador had a distinctly different meaning for visiting African Americans. I am, admittedly, being far more simplistic than you, and perhaps too academia dependent in applying this theme to other parts of Brazil, RD, etc. And since, 99.99999999 % of all our DNA is shared, the notion that sex tourism is race-blind also holds water.

"Ugly American" has interesting provenance. The book's eponymous protaganist is depicted as culturally sensitive but physically unattractive, in contrast to the impeccably groomed bureaucrats we would view as the xenophobic, etc. Now a widely enough appropriated term as to transcend the contradiction. Also sometimes confused with Greene's The Quiet American.

I didn't really care much about being excluded, but it is fascinating to read more about it, particularly since two African American members have different takes on the value of mingling therein, irrespective of racial background of the would-be entrant. . But now perhaps I should feel offended at not having been made to feel more welcomed there! That my capacity for snotty bitchiness did not evidently pass muster?! I wasn't the one commenting on Rolodex or alluding to cramping access to trade. There may be a little mixup in the thread's who's who.

I was just joking, perhaps poorly, for exaggerated effect, like how welcome a Cullen (vampire) would be at a haemophilia support group. I realize there are many variables involved. As most would know, Dahmer's victims were predominantly young, likely marginalized, MSM African American. Opportunity over racial targetting, I think. I have found people of all backgrounds to be receptive, or not, to social reaching out. I have not witnessed any particular group of black gay men to behave nearly as obnoxiously as white groups I have seen and would avoid like the plague (just another mostly inocuous but perhaps subtly homonegative simile). Perhaps due to lack of exposure, and it was not until my adult years that I first experienced any ethnic group outs ide of Caucasian and far-north First Nations, and well into adult years before any immersion in gay culture. Would an all African American reboot of Boys in the Band fly? I think it would feel disconnected without alteration, and I may be the worst person to judge the feasibility. In actuality, some one-on-one exchanges with American American men in Brazil and Dominican Republic have been possible and very interesting. Thing is, some of these same guys will recognize me and respond to a greeting when they are seated in a larger cluster, but do not introduce me or say to pull up a chair. There is a social order and there is a history of references among the members that would be lost on a newbie. It is my job to not hover and disrupt the continuity of their gabbing. However, a group starts small and grows. Therefore, the larger the membership, the greater the tendency for it to be rigidly circumscribed according to nation, race, what have you, that characterizes it. And throw in the dynamic of sex tourism where purchasers and inventory share the same diaspora origin. If excluded in part for being white, it is understandable.

Well ... if I wanted it exclusively about stained glass and not stained panties I should have started a new topic.

Apologies, definitely too abstruse a metaphor for stand-up, so should scratch it. Perhaps works better mixing metaphor and simile, in written form, but the need for elaboration by rewording or explanation further supports canning my attempt to add to what I thought was the idea of tourist subgroups mixing fine versus like oil and water. I assumed the theme could relate to sex procurement agenda, cultural history including marginalization, compatibility, and distrust. --------- The cafe's true name is only important for map pinning, online reviews, and social media. And, my bias, the French do pastry better.

Yeah, I try (tried) to be friendly but ... Their perspective from my perspective: I am basically an aged Jeffery Dahmer in a KKK hood ... too soon? No disrespect. Sounds like nobody's loss. ------ You cannot miss the café's signage, but it is Café La Moricette serving a popular brand of Dominican coffee, Café Santo Domingo.

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Do wonders never cease?! Jorge making a bit of an effort at New Meio Mundo ...