Where to meet escorts in NYC ?

[joselowe]

In the mid-1990s, I recall a great little place in NYC, located in the Chelsea or West Village neighborhood (I cannot remember exactly). It was a small apartment on the second floor of a run-down building. It was open only during specific hours.

 

When open, clients could sit in a living room type area, have refreshments, and chat with whichever guys were hanging out there that day. You could have a private session for $50 or so. One of the rooms was padded--and a great place for wrestling and tossing one another against the (padded) walls and floor. One of the regular guys there was a wiry college kid who loved to wrestle and get really rough in the padded room.

Any places like this today?

[Tonyko]

MANY of these places here when I was young were Pop-Ups, they rarely stayed in one locale long, there were MANY in townhouses on the Upper E Side off 3rd ave. I went to one when I was like 16/17, NOT inside lol just the vestibule, with an older bud like 19 who hustled, he was just seeing if he could "work" that night. According to him the place (I assume like many) belonged to an aging gay man who (LIKE TODAY LOL) was outliving his money and supplimented his income with a cut of "the take" for use of a floor or two of his townhouse. I "think" The Townhouse here on 58th may have taken the name for that reason. Everything gay here took it's name from something from the sub-culture. THE de-embarkation center for ALL gay boys for years was The Tiffany coffee shop a block from Christopher St. A dumpy place, long gone, now a Bank of course. BUT you could get off a bus from anywhere, go there, and within a few hrs have 20 new friends and a place to stay, it was that kind of place.

WHAT I HEARD, RE THE NAME. Taken of course from Breakfast At Tiffany's (the BOOK where he was still gay :-) But a very elderly guy I knew who KNEW Truman Capote told me how HE got the name for the novel. (apparantly he had an amazing memory and was famous for "borrowing" things he heard at parties) Back in late 40's he was at a party where a wealthy man told his story, during Fleet Week he took home a sailor boy for the weekend straight off a Kansas farm, never been anywhere. He had to be back on his ship sunday at noon so the man offered to take him for Sunday breakfast anywhere he wanted, and the very green farm boy knowing nothing about what anything in NYC was, but who'd obviously heard or read somewhere about a fancy expensive famous place, said "How about Tiffany's?"