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Yes, I remember these places fondly and the good "fishing" that could sometimes be had. It was always advantageous to be able to see and converse in real time before sealing the deal, and to have a chance to gauge the "vibe" of those to choose from. Sadly, however, all that seems a thing of the past, not just in DC but practically everywhere. It's all on-line now, which has its own advantages, but I still miss "pressing the flesh" before you actually got down to "press the flesh."
DC also appears to have lost its previous scene of having numerous stripper bars to choose from for an evening's entertainment, and this, too, is sorely missed.

Damn! Talk about horny!

I remember fondly how young men used to lean like this into car windows on Santa Monica Blvd. Good times long gone!

Whose been telling my secrets?

Whose been telling my secrets?

Whose been telling my secrets?

Many years ago, escorts could be found in certain bars and on streets in the DC and Baltimore Metro areas.  In DC, I still remember the Naples Cafe, Chesapeake House, Lone Star, and Rascals to name a few bars,  New York Avenue NW at the Greyhound/Trailways stations and P Street beyond Dupont Circle were favorite strolls.  Meeting face-to-face was part of the thrill, far superior to Facetime or other similar current "venues."  Has all this disappeared in the Internet age, or do any bars or streets still offer such retro oportunities?

Jeremy Diamond reporting from Israel 

'I've been very lucky' 110-year-old NJ grandpa who lives on his own and drives daily offers tips on longevity
He lives alone with no home aid or extra help, cooks simple food for himself, walks up and down his three-level house and drives “pretty good” daily with no issues.

There was a beautiful story in the news recently about an elderly couple in Holland who had both reached terminal conditions and chose to end their life together holding hands during the assisted suicide procedure. I found that to be a very humane and beautiful way to go. Since we're all gonna go sometime.

We have a choice now?

Possible he could have had a penile implant after radical surgery for prostate cancer. There's a masseur I've been to that I believe has had that very same issue. 
 

I hesitate to post this in case the subject recognizes me and takes umbrage, but to him I reiterate I do not hold him responsible, and in fact, I still trust him.
A while back I engaged a provider several times. We seemed to get along well, and when he revealed he was in financial difficulty, I offered to bail him out of debt. I drew up some papers to formalize the transaction, and went to the bank with him to oversee a transfer of funds. I will not cite the exact amount, but it was a considerable sum. There is no hard due date on repayment.
He left town the week after, and I asked him to stay in touch. This is the disturbing part: whether he is embarrassed to acknowledge his reliance on my generosity, or if he is simply scamming me (though I know his debt was real and he needed help), he has refused to reply to any message I send him. I don't want to exert pressure on him, but I do have an ongoing interest in his well-being, and wish to support him emotionally if he would allow it.
I now attempt to write him twice a year. Each time I reaffirm that I am not looking for reimbursement. I hope some day he takes my earnestness to heart and writes back even it's to say "I'm doing okay."

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Not the tank that caught my eye....