Riobard

Meh. Couldn’t be bothered with 202 Wed tradition so out of curiosity trekked to Gloría. Over a few hours about a half dozen of the older acompanhantes and as many punters, except the single pleasantly surprising hot programa described elsewhere. A massage with ex-stripper (now occasional) Panda, as mentioned. He is very good technically and runs his massage practice in Copacabana around same street as 202 but closer to the beach. I forgot to try to add his socials and I will text him to ask if he’d like the prop here. I don’t think the interactive show, actually average looking dudes, with a handful of spectators, will uptick Wed attendance.

One main thing I’m trying to get across is that the payment playbook consists of competing narratives and those that want to pay the least don’t appreciate their attempts at leadership being challenged. Monetarily this makes sense; having fun without breaking the bank makes more sense. Also, until you’ve had a substantial period of experience observing the range of sex workers towards which various punters gravitate you won’t get that prices approaching rock bottom are associated with trade that a lot of us don’t perceive to be very physically attractive. This confounds the endless discussion. On this topic I can count on one hand the number of perspectives that I consider sound and valuable, irrespective of how we get along otherwise. Other than that, in Brazil nothing about the practice is particularly pricey by western standards.

Well I suspect that the urge to be ostentatious may undermine such intent. I do think that you may be decent enough to merit other retirement hobbies. … And as long as the oxygen masks drop as needed.

One of my spa regulars a few years back described an incident in which a newbie massage client, age late 60’s and a bit frail, had recently been punched and knocked out by an acompanhante and I offered to speak to the chap by phone as he was quite shaken. The massage therapist had made several attempts to reach out among his contacts for support for him, and I was one of a few willing to talk to the poor guy. I just let him vent and didn’t bombard him with details about his home origins etc but I think he was Anzac or South African based on my dealings with the large academic diaspora of clinical colleagues in my uni Medicine faculty days. Evidently there was a long wait for a suite and after waiting for about 5 minutes he apologized that the timing wouldn’t work out due to a later dinner commitment. The acompanhante followed him to the change room where the client extended his hand and expressed hoping to meet the next day or going forward over the upcoming weeks. Next thing he knew he was being pulled up off the floor by staff. The offender was thrown out and banned and the client was provided a copy of the ID on file including phone number. The client shortly afterwards saw his ad with pics in the Skokka listings, same #. Parenthetically, he joked about what a gorgeous appendage had been missed as a result of the unfortunate assault incident. What a Neanderthal, though, impulsively sabotaging a likely lucrative source of income. Who knows whether Rodolfo eventually granted probation. All I could do was commiserate and express that things had moved so quickly but that it appeared a tip had been expected for having consumed a few minutes of time, although much lengthier exchanges often don’t culminate in a programa. He experienced tinnitus and spent BRL1,500 getting checked out for concussion at a private local hospital as he had sustained both the fist blow to his right temple and his head likely struck the floor when flattened out. The guy realized that a modest symbolic-grade gratuity would have been no problem had he been savvier. Not all would agree, I suppose and of course I side with Xclay regarding his own account. He was happy about the silver lining aspect of having subsequently met a few great spa sex workers because there was no way he would return to Lagoa or any other such brothel although I offered the opinion that this was an extreme outlier experience. In ten years I have not had the misfortune of run-ins with any sex worker in Brazil. In that constituency does not nearly comparatively lie the possibility of treachery.😏

I think a troll’s nerve must really have been struck. Said troll has previously written … yes, receipts in fact exist here on the board … that one Riobard upon meeting for a few seconds in a loud barroom was perceived to be friendly and educated. But then, to paraphrase said troll: “one's perception is one’s reality” … in this case all over the map, no? Today’s commentary is, no doubt, manufactured and opinions from acompanhantes have actually neither been sought nor obtained by this unfortunate chap. The guy is upset, feeling insulted, and desperately both raising Cain and frantically waving his cane. In actuality he had suggested in a follow-up text that we could have dinner in Sampa. This resides in my W’zap zip file, an extended array of friendly and enjoyable communication at the time, a chat that I had kept in fact due to its merits. With his permission I’d be more than keen to append it … these are essentially bona fide receipts in a manner of speaking, in contrast to what is upthread a steaming pile of hooey regarding obviously made up transactions. I’d say “what fun” in a Boys in the Band manner, but for it being so pathetic, representing lack of wellness, and a hostile attempt at piling on with fake news. I don’t think it can or should escalate further at this point … Houston, we’d have a problem … but who among us would accept taking fabricated tales lying down? Others here might say to employ the Ignore function. I often do.

I couldn’t check in the flight out of Canada or enter through Brazil immigration without producing the e-visa. I also eventually ascertained that the e-visa issued in May did not nullify entry length tally restrictions that considered the previous cumulative migratory year from mid-January 2025 and on. Therefore must carefully count entry duration until it’s reset mid-January 2026. Not too many allowable days remain until then due to having pigged out this year. No new developments on the review and vote status within the Chamber of Deputies that needs to ratify the visa requirement reversal that had overwhelmingly passed in the Senate and is strongly pushed by tourism entities. COP30 in Belém will waive entry visa requirements based on proof of attendance. There will likely be upticked spillover tourism in November. The same concerns about lodgings access in Belém have been voiced in relation to 2026 FIFA World Cup accommodations capacity for Toronto and Vancouver. Received CPF, picked up in person at my local Itamaraty consulate following about 6 weeks from start to finish. I have yet to have need of it in Brazil.

Better let Monik know that your flimsy attempt at humour has yielded a renumbering of the private rooms, or is that the dank corner of the basement where AI has described trolls hovering and pouring over rent control legal precedents? —— Yawn … back to real life of summer holidays Part 2.

Kleber is not uncommon as a Brazilian male’s given name.

RdeJ? Or a different location for expansion?

So what have you gained so far? I hope that you can suspend some of the bossiness put forward here and focus on having a good time with common sense. I actually figured out how to define fair and reasonable costs in a manner of a few hours during my first visit a decade ago, without the benefit (using that term very loosely) of input from a forum such as this. There’s nothing unique or special about me that facilitated that quickly acquired knowledge. Among the most amusing aspects of this topic is that I have been both falsely accused of overpaying and of being cheap, depending on whatever end game upon which a troll has set its three eyes. I can only concede a little to being stingy but that realization is connected to whatever rates others have been perfectly entitled to shell out. Enjoy the month above all!

I’d suggest you think about whether you can truly Carey a point.

Especially if the C in conductor is a high one?

Sorry to hear you’re obsessing about money bleeds into all your social discourse at venues where the rest of us are actually having fun instead. Who cares, really? Are you sure you haven’t missed any details? I keep looking to see if anything important and relevant has been added to seemingly endless rants about money and what appears to be a tiresome bid to control the narrative regarding how others approach their spending. Somebody suggested a pinned topic. Perhaps you could go a step further and consider putting a pin in it, always. You’ve overdone the coverage on what you don’t like so there’s nothing new anybody can do even if, god forbid, they were to desire benefitting from capitalizing on what aggravates you.

That’s what he wrote that apparently needs to be the business of an obsessed tracker.

AI rewording as a new proposed feature? … When there’s always somebody here on call around the clock daily repetitively sucking all the oxygen out of the chatroom? Translate that.

The Windsor Florida in Catete near that station, where I have occasionally for many years taken day use for rooftop pool access with gorgeous views, or had breakfast as a walk in, now suddenly has at their reception a very prominent TV screen exclusively outlining the message that prostitution is disallowed, with legal code references etc. A possible workaround there might be one regular guest acompanhante co-registered for a double even though not necessarily staying overnight. The area is essentially nontourist central. I haven’t ventured as far as Ipanema in years. I would probably have no problem finding the Glória Diamond to be fine, a little more touristy as it’s right at the Selaron Steps. There’s now only one single guest that I regularly host for outcalls, the rest offside my lodgings.

One doesn’t get the clap if nobody did anything.

I don’t know what reis are unless a vamp is referring to the old cruzeiro, a more apt name for brothel use anyway. Because I prefer to not live in a world of absurdity and JB’s ambiguous sliding scales exacerbate such, my foremost agenda Copacabana-wise is to infrequently attend 202 when it’s convenient for my schedule, disregarding venue prices, etc, and it was 100 reais. In contrast, Hotel Alameida is 200 for a top grade 4-hour room and includes indoor parking for your visiting booked trick; 117 is free Tuesdays as is well known, and the current suite promotion on Wednesdays is 50 but only if paid by cash. I was discounted there 86 reais on a recent Wednesday by paying cash for entrance, massage with Felipe P, and one suite use with an extremely attractive out-of-town uni student that really stood out from the small contingent of seasoned regulars breaking their boredom and evident lack of paid action watching the interactive show in the darkened central bar, happy to be spirited away for some cash for his next professional degree semester. Supporting the axiom ‘all it takes is one’ on an otherwise poorly attended evening.

It’s hardly a debate when it’s a few ignorable Chicken Littles clanging in the town bell tower when most could give a chicken shit. And session duration and location confounds rates anyway. Me, my trend is to inform acompanhantes that they would get 5-to-10-fold in my town the modest-ish amount I offer, and they could potentially trade in their Chevy Cobalt for an upgrade. I haven’t yet noticed any side eye from local punters with whom I am generally civil and friendly.

I’ve been several times this year but haven’t booked a programa in a very long time, since the late 20teens in fact, as I rarely find what’s on offer a good match. One of the refreshments servers did somewhat surprisingly whisper in my ear the option of a ‘massage with milk’ which I took to be a new personally delivered signature cocktail with a dairy component, unless he was proxy hustling for “T” the massage therapist about whom I was already quite familiar and seemed to be already engaged with a customer. Instead I went with a transplanted 117 acompanhante and was arbitrarily assigned the new rather nicely appointed upgrade “master suite”. It showed as 100 reais on my checkout tab. It’s nice to have the fitted sheet actually adhere to the mattress rather than end up as a rolled up bundle by the end of the routine. Barely shown is the curved love bench. No sling, but hanging by chandelier optional. [Vid 60 seconds.] My Movie 33.mov

You may want to explore … and by no means am I an expert, but thought the quotes exorbitant … the cost of what I believe to be mandatory(?) private health insurance as a resident applicant to supplement the public SUS system, particularly if you are older and the rates are commensurate with the typical needs of seniors even if you yourself are at, say, the 95th percentile by age category in health and fitness.

I do believe this Estonian product in umbrella terms translates to ‘Mary, Pop Him’.

Hurray July holidays!