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Yeah looks like a not exactly generous tipper didn’t exactly make it rain Geo Washingtons on a hottie’s garter belt. LOL. Though I suppose the more productive strategy is when you can get one momentarily pulled aside off-stage to hand over a large gratuity and gentleman-caller card. —— I won’t have a good excuse to not attend at least once this winter as my stay is longer than ever. I understand you can purchase club admission in Theatron de Pelicula’s gastropub El Muro by dining there (from 18:00) and subsequently avoiding whatever general queue otherwise presented, though apparently well organized. Also, there is a secure cloakroom, handy since I’d likely be porting a small backpack following a visit to St-Moritz … honourable mention since after all it’s the thread title. Fortunately, not desperate to bag a TdeP dancer according to my suckit/fuckit bucket list as I crossed off having a historically fave Lotus (ex-)stripper, a current ‘expat’, on my face in Spain this year, albeit without the support hose and garter straps.

But not at dinner … because they are dinner?

Some method to the apparent randomness. Y for ‘yes’; a weather station code existed at the time for the airport location, as opposed to N for ‘no’. The last two letters typically come from a proximal railway station 2-letter code, it’s telegraph Morse code 2-letter designator, a weather station designator, or alternatively the radio beacon 2-letter Morse code designator for landing facilitation at the time. Examples: YZ for Malton, UL for Dorval.

Unless it’s ESEDEKU Bar off El Condé, which I think is meant because I’m not sure tipping off random people at the airport that one seeks willing penetrable asses will fly.

Just so I have this right …. tropes like this (screenshots follow) central to the conflict that evidently arose, essentially won the day when implausibly denied as tasteless by their sources and when subsequently intensely pushed back by at least one particular persistent objector? I wouldn’t view individual exile as punitive or the key outcome; rather, a strong point made by a fiercely intelligent protestor further underscored: critical race theory has a long way to go in widespread practical application.

Oh, that must be it. Problems with the Colombian immigration entry form are attributable to Yucatan weather.

In case there’s confusion PPP for the tripartite intracavernosal injection (ICI) mode I referenced above is now easily conflated with the control group term for PRP research: platelet poor plasma (PPP), while my representation of ICI tripleP or ICI PPP is now typically represented as ICI Trimix which may be employed as the on-demand comparator control in Botox research, where Botox is, in contrast to Trimix, extended depot model. Anywhoooo, these trials are basically on life support. Fillers for girth enhancement were introduced here and have nothing to do with the topic of Botox or Platelet Rich Plasma. Botox would be utilized for ED that is refractory to PDE5Is or for whom PFE5I reactogenicity contraindicates its indication. The risk of Botox toxicity would render it a poor candidate for cosmetic (ie, size) use. Any true difference yield would be lost on the 3 blind mice used in animal research because they wouldn’t have a sense of the optics of their dick girth change via muscle tone alteration.

PRP: platelet rich plasma; more recent. Not to be confused with long-standing product TripleP injection; prostaglandin/ papaverine/ phentolamine. PRP: lacks robust gold standard clinical data. At this point I’d say it’s bunk-ish and money-grab-ish. There may be ongoing enroll-able research for its application viz Peyronie’s Disease or Erectile Dysfunction.

Old article. Currently Botox use still lacks robust clinical data for urological application whether it be retraction, premature ejaculation, erectile dysfunction, or other urogenital concerns. After all that time a mere single flimsy meta-analysis of [and minimally measurement-overlapping] RCTs … recommending further research, yet no appreciable evidence of trials underway moving the agenda along. Not necessarily bunk but a long way from farm to table. No prospective shift from off-label to more standardized authorized regulated use any time soon. PDE5 inhibitor stakeholders need not worry about stiff competition from Botox.

I think it’s seasonal migration and that much familiar Brazilian trade’s social media depicts their travel to Europe in summer (their winter). I thought that Thermas sucked for what I like, May 2019 and May 2022. So the temporal window may be key. This year a few rolled in final day. In mid-20teens more thrilling but I cannot recall the months. But then I find it hard to judge based on others’ impressions and I see peers there hiring 6 tricks of an evening, on consecutive nights, providers that wouldn’t interest me even if free. In May I hired from Hunqz, separately, a Rio circuit stripper and a former Theatron Pelicula gogo peeler, necessary to supplement the disappointing Thermas inventory. One of the two cross-affiliated to Thermas and I hired him to mercilessly screw a Colombian power-bottom there … who should have paid me for the treat! assuming his arousal was more than performative. Naturally I compensated them both for the show. Again, as my stay was winding down.

Hard to say, but with bukkake on the menu how relevant would it be? Kidding; there are a few real lookers among the servers. I’ve been several times in 2022, but my first time in early 2020 I couldn’t see one male staff member that didn’t distract me from menu perusal and that I wouldn’t fuck for dessert or include in after dinner candy sucking. Wish I could say the same about Lagoa trade. Regarding the food. Just look at the menu. Extremely high quality. For dessert the ‘dulce de leche’ (sp?) souflée is a treat but the strawberry pavlova is not to be missed.

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Good to know. I don’t sunbathe at my age due to dermatological cancer risks so no draw for me anyway. May as well stick to the people watching part right in downtown El Condé etc. I have daytime strolled along the coast road in south Colonial zone for a not unpleasant view of the water and there is a decent small peninsula or outcrop somewhere in that area. But Montesino Beach there would be a scavenger’s bonanza if they could get pennies by plastic weight/volume.

I must be old. How did I ever travel for decades prior to smartphones that began with shoebox sized devices with antennae? Amazing the skills that I along with contemporaries possessed. Everything seemed to click just fine. And I have hosted peers in Brazil and they refuse to possess a smartphone and do just fine venturing out on their own. It’s not a bullet-proof vest and the vague notion that it will inoculate you against street crime by conferring an edge is an illusion. It is actually more a type of crime magnet. I only need my phone, beyond it doubling as my indoor accommodations computer, for external Gig Econ services about one hour in total over an entire month. My age verification for free transport is my main resource. Otherwise, my phone is brought out with me only exclusively for Google Translate in garoto de programa settings. Left secure in my accommodations for all other activities out and about; about 10% of that component set aside for planned structured photo taking, later aggregated into short video montage. It does make sense to use it as a camera prn as opposed to carting around a decent true camera; the phone is more easily concealed in an ankle holster in combo with a more overt dummy decoy phone that I consistently have on my person. If held up robbery on the spot, better to produce a crap no-sim phone and a decoy billfold, acrylic not Komodo dragon skin, with dummy cards and a few hundred reais , possibly my crap worn out Swatch, possibly a worn out Ultra groceteria bag with a change of clean cheap panties, than leaving the felon angrily empty-handed.

I wouldn’t ask for a lead here on a 500 Euro guy because I wouldn’t expect a promising response. By extension, requesting a solid lead for a bargain basement discount would be akin to Jodie Foster anxiously aiming her regulation pistol aimlessly in Silence of the Lambs.

But Gringos visiting South America … FullSizeRender.MOV

unSAFE, where SAFE stands for Satisfactory Answer For Everyone. If nothing bad happens it was safe. If something bad happens it was evidently not safe. These impressions are made based on episodic data. I have stayed an accumulation of several months near Gloria (117) and I have consistently felt comfortable. I would estimate that less than 1% of folks ambulating out and about are tourists, so it would be slim pickings for opportunistic crime, unless the felon is Cruella-replicated and after the designer dogs that seem to be on leashes possessed by all economic strata. But I dress and act to blend in. I have pretty much only been to Copacabana of an evening for the sole purpose of attending 202. In and out via Metro. I feel a bit more on edge for the short block or two between the concentration of populated street eateries, that fades out more distal from the station going north, and the club entrance itself. Again, this would not be a part of the district where foreign tourists are out for a stroll off the beaten path. Thieves seem to correlate their playbook with where the low-hanging fruit of visitors is more abundant. All this said, practice wisdom is evidently that eventually everyone will be initiated into one mishap or another stemming from premeditated or impromptu crime.

Oops, wrong Blanche, same breeding idea … FullSizeRender.MOV

OMG, you made me laugh my bag off, Mademoiselle DuBois …. ”I’ve always depended on getting dicked down in Santo Domingo, but Whoa!” FullSizeRender.MOV

Anyone other than me fed up with trying to strain and read characters’ phone texts to one another in films and TV series? Why are they without the courtesy of captions? It is, after all, dialogue and at times key to the plot, though not cinematic. Now there seems to be no end to backspacing and re-writing text passages. Why would I want to watch a fictional screen within my real screen for a depiction of a character vacillating over what to communicate? What a pain in the ass. (No I don’t have a VCR.)

According to USA extraterritorial jurisdiction, technically yes. The USA bases it on an arbitrary age definition of “child”, under 18, rather than based on age of consent. However, practically speaking, it seems more oriented to acts of prostitution viz minors. In the Mardi Gras example aggressive prosecution regarding 17-year old Australians seems unlikely unless there was evidence that the adult planfully set up a visit there for the express purpose of sex with adolescents 16-17. In contrast, Canada’s reach matches it’s own criminal code and age of consent criteria, generally age 16, possibly younger depending on age difference limit, lack of authority role, etc.

I’m pretty sure it was a stock models photo though likely under copyright and was probably purchased through an agency, and was prior to his big break: Friends. In 1992 he was in a David Duchovny’s Red Shoes Diaries episode fucking a chick in an elevator. Compensating for being a fag guide coverboy? LOL And then, just like that, I think Friends launched in 1994.

I discovered the London gay brothels over 3 decades ago, listed as ‘House of Boys’ in Spartacus. Matt Leblanc was on the cover. I think 32 Nevern Court may have been a location when I visited in 1991. Not sure, but I think so because I vaguely remember walking down to subbasement entry and the length of the facility being far greater than the typical townhome width. Perhaps not called Giani at the time. There were apparently about 4 places those days, according to a 1994 article in The Infependent, but just 2 listed in Spartacus AFAIK. The hottest escort to my tastes was a Brazilian fellow on my first visit but situated on a street called Queensberry something or other; likely Queensberry Place. Both brothels had the mirror set up where the host tapped the glass and all the guys stood up. I have only been to London 3 or 4 times in the 31 years since then. In 2006 there was a hot Brazilian jiu jitsu guy at Giani, nobody else to my tastes, but the fellow was new and very tentative. On another visit a few years later I stayed a week walkable to Giani. The good news is that you don’t pay to view the inventory but every time I swung by there was nobody appealing to me and I did not trick once. Really enjoyed sightseeing though.

I think it’s account, profile, then photo icon in upper left hand corner. At least that’s how I’ve done it in the past, usually picking from my Photo library. A little confusingly, there’s also a photo icon upper right but I don’t understand how it’s function might differ, unless it’s another shortcut after one writes some other profile data such as dob. As this is instruction I did an animated teacher one but it seems to be very much trial and error as the file size allowed is minimal.

Through the tunnel for the sake of the tunnel.