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No, in fact, what a boring vocal minority and pill you are, still trolling here, generic Aubnocksius, brand Ahzwhole, streetname ‘Keethqueef’ for its noteworthy hit of induced boredom. As well as an apt intrafamilial reference point for an inlaw’s take on a presidents’ personality. Yet easy for any smart person to exposed to metabolize. Nice try to distract from your actual relatability to the topic and reality that the proportional age-associated weighting of your personal genital observation in a LMIC would add another layer to her psychodiagnostic formulation. Tell her I had a Keethqueef slipped into my caipirinha and see her knowing nod, the one distinct from nodding off to the Nobody 1 & 2 film series streaming on Apple.

IDK, but former club dancer and sometimes sauna masseur (non-erotic) gives a decent rubdown. https://www.instagram.com/massoterapeutariodejaneiro?igsh=cWxwMzBtdTY1Mmsz

There’s a rabbit hole somewhere, I’m sure, whose inhabitants have ordered one from UberEats, and prolly a seminar on this tailored just for you.

Because while both in possession of a both a penis and grey matter, that is, two head sizes, they do not share them or the same subjective impression of tactile stimulation. There would be no valid objective measurable gradient of pleasurable sensation.

The vocal minority endlessly pushing the abuse narrative, consent vitiated, etc, always has a leg to stand on because getting to zero sum and putting the debate to rest is impossible given that procedure pros and cons exist across variable categories of reality and meaning. They are mainly qualitative and not amenable to quantity ratings that can be positioned either side, although epidemiology can measure certain incidence and prevalence aspects. No complete adult male referendum will easily shift the practice to the point where age of majority choice is the default. Sexual sensitivity impairment can only be within-person evaluated pre- and post surgery in later life as no other male matched demographically is a valid comparator. A developed male’s subjective impression of altered (ie, attenuated pleasurable sensation), only subjectively accessible at same cognitive developmental level such as young adult intervention, cannot stand as proxy for the up or down regulation of infants in general latent sexual function years subsequent. It’s not as disparate as losing baby teeth and wisdom tooth extraction but it is apples/oranges. Isolated outlier deleterious consequences don’t reinforce the soapbox. The absurd comparison of female genital mutulation is an insulting disservice to the female population subject to that horror.

Well it is mystery meat.

Stop shitting in the street during the fitting and you’ll eventually get there.

I got it and when I inquired as to the worm’s viral load (VL) to determine STI risk it wiggled out of the offer, as bug-chasing invertebrates are flatly inclined to do. It can eat my shit when I’m dead and buried.

Since everybody is now prolly wondering, STI screening, and possibly antibiotics for antimicrobial resistant bacterial infection, is accessible at a Rio prefeitura public SUS clinic near the Catete Metro and a few blocks west of the Republican Palace … Rua Silveira Martins, 161. Bloods and urine. Queues up to a few hours. Oddly, although standard panel dictated, oropharyngeal and anal anatomical site swab sampling is not offered. Counterintuitively, a full range of tests one would expect at a general physical with one’s PCP is thrown in to the sexual health screening package, essentially unnecessary and a waste of resources that would be better allocated with inclusion of swab procedures. I haven’t drilled and doubled down enough to ascertain options for rounding out the screening package. Cocksuckers left holding the bag … unite. Hospital Glória D’Or nearby, private system, will insist on charging 1600 reais simply for a consultation of a few seconds to inquire about their STI screening playbook. A local lab offers oral swab but required a requisition beyond the SUS format issued containing the restricted venipuncture format that can miss current infection. This meant returning to SUS to wait a few hours for a revised set of requisitions, if even it can be printed from their system, or going to a local physician for same. Fun. I think there must be a better way that I have yet to discover and I have yet to be in on it. My sense was that Brazil was very much on top of comprehensive screening. I can get my needs met back home but I wouldn’t mind some capacity to have my desire for broad-based protectionism facilitated as appropriate when in Brazil.

I think it beggars relief when by standard love hotel duration the cost is 5 times that of Alameda. LOL. One need only attend a few steps away to realize what a rip-off. Here’s an idea: take the money you are robbed of and buy more sex with more guys that are happy to accommodate and enjoy the amenities upgrade. Roll on the floor with a ménage if you like, or a bed with pillows, sheets that stay on, and tailored lighting. For similar cost output. After the initial sticker reverse shock of low hire fees that seems compensatory, one eventually catches on to the exorbitant venue costs and who is benefiting. Takeaway is all the rage anyway.

What if you lose your phone or its charge? The only Uber will be uber anxiety. Getting everywhere that way without incident simply reinforces the notion that the respective areas are menacing. In a decade I have only ever walked to and from these venues, including Meio Mundo, from lodgings or Metro station and it’s wise to experientially grasp options if you ever have the misfortune of being stranded. I rarely attend 202 because I only pay for attractive acompanhantes, so rarely eat in the area. There are several dining or snack options right by 117. I have eaten at Vila Rica only two or three times on my own as I don’t care for it and prefer other places or street food outlets in the vicinity but it’s where the working guys prefer to be treated. The ratio of 117 trade to 202 trade in which I am prepared to hire is about 20:1 but sadly the 117 suites leave much to be desired considering their outrageous rental fees, and the love hotel directly across knows by now the room number I’ll request.

Risk assessment travelling in Brazil is not unlike my playbook for HIV acquisition consultation ed with patients and their partners where relevant. If the incidence rate is low, say condomless insertive anal at 1/909 (.0011) with a receptive partner poz and unsuppressed viral burden, but comparable to the risk of victimized pedestrian robbery over the course of a single week … BTW the greatest targeted interest by felons is cellular phone … a short trip is associated with a low likelihood of mishap, but cumulative risk at 52 such fucks or one year of total visiting out and about with phone is not unsubstantial … 5.56%. If I have been present in Rio a total of 52 weeks over the past decade, the chances of being mugged over the next weekly iteration amount to an unquantifiable probability metric between 0.11% and 5.67% because the probability of at least one robbery occurrence is now tallied at 53 weeks. But only a fool would put his money on the newbie enduring pedestrian robbery because my good fortune looks somewhat poor at 19 in 20 … except I carry a decoy phone with valued phone obscured.

WYSIATI. The vast majority of tourism visits proceed without incident as event probability governs it. Nothing-burgers attract little to no attention unless they are positioned to counter the view that the statistically improbable does not trend to zero. The limited poorly analyzed and depicted narrative here is that a nothing-burger can consist of either an uneventful visit or some degree of risk equivalency geographically elsewhere. Neither cancels out risk. All individual personal accounts amount to nothing-burgers and have zero predictive potential for an isolated untoward incident amounting to trip ruination. In 11 years and dozens of visits here, often extended, I have had no unfortunate incidents. That is a nothing-burger upon which I suggest nobody rely. Where two things can occur, irrespective of the metric of relative probability, the more one of them happens the more likely the other eventually will. Similarly, assertions of risk assessment and avoidance skill along with virtue-signalling superior culture-related acumen amount to nothing-burgers and the only lead I would follow is that of my own.

I think that @Mavica is among a very small handful here that stay or have stayed in the Glória/Catete zone recently, if not longer ago, and lives to tell the tale, no thanks to Our Lady of the Glória Hill. I think he hoofed it mainly. You can find him by searching for the most prolifically hair-triggered downvoter, as is anyone’s prerogative. In fact, certain aspects of his unique trip account itself might impel one to downvote on the area as a viable lodgings option. I take a more neutral view and have put visiting gringo friends up in the area without having been a last will and testament beneficiary. —- Alternatively, if you have a few days to spare, and can tolerate high effort output with low answer yield, try searching the safety topic here using key words.

UnSAFE, where SAFE = satisfactory answer for everyone. Safe combines intuition and narrative. Unfortunately one must see for oneself. Safe if nothing untoward happened. Fallacy of probability logic if one’s opinion bias is based on one’s personal history. Any bad event follows a period of being spared and subverts the sense of safety that previously existed; a bad event does not predict a subsequent one, but that’s not how the average brain works. One key variable is the radius size surrounding either venue. This reality also defies a single correct answer. My ‘money’ is on 117 being preferable in terms of safety level. But that’s a dumb bias because there is no smart money, only wise precautions. YMMV. My take is at the same level of stupidity as contrarian ones. If you think Ipanema is the epicentre of maximum safety in the context of a gradient of risk I am sure there are punters here eager to disabuse you of such a naïve notion. Risk differential is based on geographic pockets, not an escalatory distance from some overidealized zone. I would be far more willing to stand or sit for an hour at midnight on the corner of Glória and Candido Mendes than on an Ipanema thoroughway corner. —- Let us know. I would add be safe but it’s not up to me. I can only hope your visit is bulletproof and that you are only in danger of having a good time.

I have some 40-ish stamps. Someone did up thread; one can. Yes, entry stamp is dated; duration written in ink is sometimes entered but not always and I have more not delineated than specified. Exit stamp is ‘adjustable wheel/band dater’ format, just as in entry. This supports a tally if needed. The stamps may be scattered out of expected page order. Moot? YMMV but VFS rep verbally communicated to me exact previous dates are not required. An estimate in good faith will suffice. Not that I didn’t have my own dates. More recent travel cutting into migratory year allowance may be more relevant, but frankly I don’t think there is a consistently applied structure for how they assess duration privilege when both migratory year and point of e-visa application are variable. The application is consulate-vetted, so some anxiety about providing correct info is understandable. It is unclear to me whether the vetting authorities tap into one’s visit history in a computer-generated manner. But bigger fish to fry compared to a wobbly memory regarding date specificity.

Ah yes, the ceremonial denunciation of verbosity, delivered—naturally—via a luxuriant buffet of thesaurus-polished disdain. A modest complaint, inflated with such artisanal irony that it requires three metaphors and a fainting couch to complete a sentence. One almost admires the commitment to condemning excess with excess, circling the target so many times that satire itself begins to feel winded. The critique preens, nodding solemnly at its own reflection, each clause whispering “note how clever this is” while tripping over the very habits it claims to despise. If self-awareness accrued compound interest, this would be a hedge fund. Alas, it serves instead as a reminder that mocking pomposity does not exempt one from it, and that irony, like perfume, is best applied sparingly—lest the room become uninhabitable. ——- Like I indicated, no!, you, or AI for that matter, may not blow me no matter how elaborate the downvote and how deprivational the lack of an emoticon to represent it and add a reputation point, though I must admit grudgingly that you may be in danger of becoming a tad interesting.

Oh my word, the peril of it all. A flurry of downvotes can yield a reputation tier upgrade for the content recipient because emoticons are not stratified by semantic tone as far as cumulative tally. That said I interpret the downvote as a signal that the poster wishes to blow me … here I need a moment throwing up in my mouth a little … a disturbing offer that simply furthers the reason for its reputation-conferring potential as the hit is the disturbing image. The emoticon library was invented by well-meaning but basic dumbos promoting the overly simplistic codification of affective language in which I am expected to buy book line and sinker the value and intent of symbolic meanings in the absence of capacity to use one’s words. Sadly, and actually the thing that is both funny and sad is that the downward arrow dependents’ delusion while dropping to their knees consists of smug satisfaction at having subtracted rather than, paradoxically, adding to a reputation grade. They want their bread and eat it too.

If one is a frequent visitor the multiple arrival and departure dates according to one’s migratory year date setpoint may be a bit too much for passport control to cobble together at point of inspection. Again, it is possible to unambiguously ascertain for oneself one’s exact 365 day period within which one should technically be granted a cumulative visit quantity of 90 days. But pay close attention to your history and the stamps. Upon my latest arrival in the fourth quarter of last year the officer indicated a new migratory year commencement date that essentially nullified a balance of 20 days that I should have been able to maintain according to that active (now previous) migratory year. It was certainly not intentionally rigid or overly strict, as in good faith she just quickly examined the visa and stamped the passport. I had expected a balance of 110 days as the migratory year reset was to have occurred mid-visit. I had diligently added and tallied my used up period in the event I was to have been grilled. But no, she swept me through, stamping it and wrote in 90 days. Note that it was not my first rodeo on the new e-visa. It is now imperative to ensure that I don’t exceed 90 days from the date of that most recent arrival. I had tentatively planned to use those 110 days through end of 2025 and well into 2026, split up into moderately extended visits but had not committed to booking all the upcoming trips simply because it is typically not necessary to do that so much in advance, so I will need to adjust plans. I suppose that I would have possibly appealed on the spot if it meant that I was about to endure sunk cost issues. Of course it is possible that within the current migratory year my passport will be stamped once again with 90 days allocated, in which case I may recover the lost days or possibly more. Caveat emptor.

IDK, but yes, Sauna Bangu aka Boate Casa Grande is still running. Cigano’s is the one that stopped operating a few years ago, likely the one to which your memory is referring.

His own? One of the Skype calls? I must have missed that.

Me too, but I’ve only just startedThe Long Game (2022), the second and I assume final part of the Shane/Ilya story on which Season 2 will be partially based. It is a longer novel. The merciless teasing between the two, not just erotically themed, is very humorous. Interestingly, I find that the character descriptions in the books tend not to evoke the corresponding actor role images of the series even though one would expect that those visual representations might prevail. The actors are relatively diminutive for pro hockey, though technically tall enough, and in the novels I believe that Ilya is supposedly a 6’3” bruiser to Shane’s 5’10”. Still, good casting.

You may have already quickly obtained this answer. It’s been clear right from the launch. Obviously what is meant in the second sentence, as the visa is not physically contained within one’s passport, is that the passport number on your e-visa corresponds to your travel document, that is, the expired one. Many folks will eventually come up against this with a proportion of them having unwittingly discarded a document that should actually have been hoarded. I expect that they would need to re-apply. Also note, not applicable in your case, that the travel document (ie, passport) must have a commencement date at least a month before arrival, whether it’s the passport corresponding to your e-visa or a renewed passport presented along with the expired passport. The VFS portal stipulates that passport validity must endure for at least one month following arrival. I would not trust this piece of information since one’s visit may be up to 90 days, and for other options of visa acquisition the wording on Brazil’s various government sites ranges from required passport validity for total duration of stay or for 6 months following arrival. An imminently expiring passport may result in the immigration officer writing in the entry a ‘leave by’ date that inadvertently truncates one’s planned visit duration.

There is no Showboys. It is Show Bar Madureira. IMHO of the now four venues sprinkled across this approximately 15 km stretch of the SuperVia line, one in Bangu, one in Reangelo, two in Madureira, it is the least likely to actually offer trade as we typically conceive of it. Photo would not download here but as one can see it worked when I took a run at appending it to the post quote.