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Sufferin' suck-otash has no need of a Blendtec ... yet.

Oh, I figured out again how to access the BT emoji glossary. Not that it will settle any dispute.

My overall comparison, entrance and cabins and cash donations, is accurate, based on about 4-5 hours of 'sexy time' across 3 days. Flipping the totals, Brasil (predicated on 117, to maintain a constant by referencing my fave venue there) about 2/3 the total cost of Paragonya. I believe that one's personal narrative put forward to the guys anywhere, however truthful vs bullshit, may impact on costs. I do not pretend to possess the winning hand in terms of "savings", however, and there are other members here more competitive and skilled than me in that area. I have expanded elsewhere on my approach to donations. The only "problem" with my writing style is how I frame monetary info, that I do not construct precise rainman-grade spreadsheets itemizing specific amounts. That style would be confusing due to variations among 1:1 program duration, donation amounts, and I did try to factor in the day-by-day probability of BRZ cabin discounts. I also shy away from conventional 30-minute programas in sauna bordels when in Brasil. Variations among board members' reports of their personal programa costs should raise far more eyebrows than what I reported regarding this trip. I think that my online research and my brief experience provides some solid clues regarding how to budget this aspect of a Zürich trip. I only elaborated on cost because somebody asked. It is my least favourite topic. The 3 Western world locations, in order of general costs in descending order, are Zürich, Spain, and Brasil. All substantially less (25-40% typical escort costs) than North America above 25th parallel. I was somewhat surprised on two counts: Zürich as fair while not the most economical; my one and only but fantastic and low cost Grindr hire in Spain. I reiterate that my rating of Paragonya is gingered up due to consistency of hot tricks, and that may have represented an anomaly.

I He looked like a Jonas for sure I He must get swallowed a lot.

The 'trophy' react to a post means "thanks", not something like a top prize or a cut above a basic 'like'. Have I got this right?

Don't know if this will catch on like 'gnarly' did, for example, but the wordplay that comes to mind is "pestistence"

It is true that there is not an enormous count of hot young muscular guys (my standards) looking for 'assistance'. However, I had the half dozen in that genre that I wanted and they would have been certain draft picks anywhere in my books. Two additional desirables got away due to lack of time as well as depletion of chamber bullets (my rusty pistol). Based on my knowledge of the "type" adored by many board members here (but not my preference), there were several who fit that particular mold. They were masculine in a 'young' way, toned, and none were boisterous and obnoxious. My sense is that you might find a 2-figure local currency donation for a non-rushed onsite arrangement would suffice. I think, too, that it is feasible to bring an app-sourced or ad-sourced date to this venue as long as they are not blacklisted. However, there exists one obscure review by a disgruntled young man who claimed he was there as a conventional customer but the entrance staff said he would have to pay an hourly rate. Maybe they smelled trouble and just wanted to get rid of him, or he is distorting events. My understanding is that all entrants pay the 37 francs, with a dollar discount for each year (range 30-36 francs) that a customer is less than age 26. Because it is a conventional sauna with ++++ pacing the halls and crannies, and has flimsily constructed cabins with airspace at ceiling level, it is possible to discreetly eavesdrop even if standing several feet away. I found this to be very erotic and did it a little for guys on whom I had imprinted and whose ball sacs I wished to hear smacking against othe admirers' chins and buttcheeks while I schemed or rested. This is all on the darkish second floor where it is fairly quiet. Naturally, this meant getting approached occasionally for unwanted interaction, but those fellows were simply doing the usual brief spiel (oxymoron?) and had no problem respecting my space when politely brushed off.

Every harem calls for a Jonas to JO on ass.

Ratings are subjective. I am not attempting to contradict others' impressions or to strongly recommend a place. My 3 visits to Paragonya over 4 days (a day off touring Basel) were successful. It is quite possible it would not be replicated. Certainly, Monday and Tuesday experiences may have been serendipitous. The overall trip to northern Switzerland was magical, superb weather, hours of walking, both major cities possessing impressive art galleries with dozens of masterpieces. A repeat visit, having seen all major attractions, if Paragonya disappoints would be a letdown. The city location itself in Europe is a relatively expensive place to hang out if waiting for something to happen. Subsequent to my trip I investigated further the complexities of commercial sex licensing in Switzerland (the profession is legal but regulated), for both workers and establishments, as well as EU freedom of movement rights and responsibilities viz gainful employment. I realized that I jumped the gun in previous posts, and in future I would not specify identifiable providers. The trade is loosely unionized, populated by thousands of mostly women, with a semi-established program minimum rate of 100 francs (about on par with USD). Paragonya identifies as a regular bathhouse and distances itself from brothel designation by a sign on premises related to prostitution. The cabins are open to all types of occupants making hay with other occupants; the venue simply makes sure there is overall order. This partially explains occasional poor reviews by customers objecting to the trends of hookups there. The entance charge with unlimited cabin access is 37 francs. If I could change one thing re the premises, I would like a spray spritzer in the cabin to disinfect the vinyl mattress. There is minimal cleaning of cabins by staff and sheets are not provided. Just your two large bath towels. Many guys stay in their bare feet. Bring your own sandals. My playbook for handouts is to say what I am prepared to give. I do not request suggested donation amounts and negotiations do not figure prominently. I prefer to dictate what an experience is worth to me as I am the one helping, and it is ludicrous for a virtual stranger to arbitrarily second-guess the worth of fluid highly variable interactions on my behalf. We may both walk; I do not have a 100% success rate with offers. But it all worked out well at Paragonya. I will go as far as to say that my extensive experience in Brasil is somewhat revealed to these Zürich strangers. A hat trick there typically involved total donations about 50% more than Brasil based on paying full cabin rate in the latter for 3 programas.

This comedic book Less was very positively reviewed in the NY Times. The critic pulled out a few quotes to exemplify the range of big laughs. One of these is related to the protaganist's (a 50 yr old gay author) trademark blue suit, tailored in "humid, moped-plagued" Ho Chi Minh City. A romantic comedy was long overdue for the Pulitzer. Good for Greer.

This year, a handful of yellow fever cases among visitors to Ilha Grande, and at least one local death there. But the place looks lovely. Paraty a little further west is also worthwhile.

Be sure, if you go there, to consider working in a visit to the Oscar Niemeyer Museum in Niteroi. The ferry is a fun alternative to the bridge. Also Praia Itacoatiara, the favoured beach of east-siders, further southeast from Niteroi ... it has a few hikes as well, including Elephant Rock.

I ... we return the car with no issue I Unlike tart, I just took this to mean there were not yet any offspring from all that continual breeding.

Tom's biggest asset for prenup consideration consists of a huge position in red roses that have yet to be accepted.

I have learned, after too many "nothing ventured, so nothing gained" failures, to try to immediately and unhesitatingly go up to the targeted garoto and ask him to look for me later. I also make a habit of slipping him my 'zap number. If he tosses it, so be it. Truth is, I usually end up tossing his salad later. Of course, I will have also deferentially said hello briefly to the apparent cock-blocking customer.

Mind you, floridarob's versa version is: on the BTTM getting shtooped, or on TOP sitting on it balls deep. ;>D

I preferred the original Brit version ... Charlie Hunnam (Nathan, not Justin in that one) so hot, and his career certainly took off better.

Two different guides ... Armstrong favela-focused and Vidal gay-focused.

Yes, an older GAY white man, a chilling sicko to be sure, though not financially motivated. Even in polite Canada. And an acquaintance Harley was murdered in Toronto in 2006 through an online hookup, a down-on-his luck stockbroker who got desperate when trying to extort money and realized was headed for charges for unlawful restraint, etc.

The one headline I feel is enough, within news cycles, with which to 'play chicken' is "'Gay Male Sex Tourist's Throat Slit Ear-to-Ear By Boytoy Hooker". The favela comes to me, and in me, or otherwise necklaced on me with throat intact ... I have no need to go to it.

I cheat-read skimmed it last year at my local bookstore, according to my buy-one-read-one-free senior consumer playbook. I found it to be a rather fun though fluffy confection, similar genre as Under the Tuscan Sun, Eat Pray Love, Nanny Diaries, etc, but the prize committee must have thought it was meritorious. Shows how much I know about fiction. I do not think I was the only surprised one. Up there with Faulkner, Updike, Wharton, Cather, Wilder, Buck, Steinbeck, Michener, Hemingway, Agee, Harper Lee, Bellow, Roth, Walker, Shields, Eugenides, and gay Michael Cunningham? Really?! I will have to give his previous novels a look, as surely there must be some consistency of excellence to warrant this prestigious prize.

For those who like gay-themed literature associated with their travel destinations, I have read all of Sri Lankan Canadian Shyam Selvadurai's award-winning fiction set in his native country. Excellent works. Not gay-themed but Michael Ondaatje's 'fictional memoir' (a unique genre) Running in the Family is a gem. He can do no wrong. It just occurred to me that, outside of USA, Canada, and UK sourced writers the most fiction I have read by authors born abroad is that of emigrated Sri Lankans (or the more exotic sounding Ceylonese).

Defeats the purpose, as I would want to EAT him long before I could BE him.