Have you ever been to a "massage parlor"?

Oh yes. More than one. I live in a somewhat sketchy neighborhood that is full of them in an area where the city has unofficially agreed to tolerate them as long as they don't move to certain areas with stricter zoning laws, so it's often just a case of being unable to resist temptation. (There's one formerly notorious one that was shut down, but even I approve of that because they were also pretty blatantly involved in human trafficking and organized crime connections.) They often rent out rooms in buildings and share the buildings with things like accounting firms, wedding planning business, legitimate chiropractors and restaurants. I find it a little amusing actually.

Never been

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He said the funniest part of his job was dealing with the foreign
students (from the nearby Michigan State University campus)
who would get angry because they couldn't get a good "regular"
massage there.
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The sight of the truck and me in the lobby was running their customers off, they were afraid to come in although they were expected in the afternoon. I also worked outside on streets where hookers were offering themselves to passersby.

The guys cruising by didn't look like any woman in her right mind would date them, though. Dirty, unshaven, dressed like they'd just rolled out of bed or whatever. Worse than Coyote Ugly. The hookers smiled as they left. They looked like they were going to throw up when they got dropped off by the characters they'd gone off with.

They kept giving me these shy smiles and I asked my coworker who lived in the neighborhood and knew some of them, why. He said they came from broken families and didn't have any education and seeing a woman making a good living was amazing. I felt really bad for these women who hadn't had the opportunities I had. We never know what someone else is living through in this world.

The whole thing was/is utterly pathetic. Okay, flame away. n/t

To be able to understand the circumstances of a persons lifestyle is a gift and I believe it takes strength to be able to consider that, rather than judge.

This statement a while back, some liked it. It gives one to pause when thinking about others' lives. Our perception would be infinite if we let others in and didn't judge. We really are connected, in ways that we seldom acknowledge. Okay, quote time:

"A human being is part of a whole, called by us the 'Universe' a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest -- a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." ~Albert Einstein~

Probably time to use it ;)

His wife was upset and wanted to know if it was indeed one of those places with the rub n tug happy ending. My boss told me to go check it out. I told him I'd check it out and put a good time on the company Amex card and then I hung up. He called back repeatedly for the next half hour or so.

I only had to walk in the front door to know it was one of those places where they'll get you off. The fun was with the boss thinking I was using his card to get my own happy ending.

I don't understand.

:hi:

Bake

They go from the legit looking ones (offering cupping, body work etc.) to "Beiging Massage" and "Latin Touch Massage" and others whose services include table showers (WTF is that?).

Had an old girfriend who was a massage therapist, #feelsgoodman.

I even cut my own hair... what's left of it. Bzzzzzzzz.

Just the thought of going to a massage parlor (of any kind!) makes me feel :scared: