Japan
The simplicity of Japanese mores has amazed foreigners at all times. It amazes them today as well. In the Land of the Rising Sun, an acquaintance is considered mature enough for intimacy after just three trips to the disco together. For example, karaoke bar: the crowd wildly applauds a brave performer suspended by her legs from the very ceiling. Her skirt gradually slides down to her shoulders, and the more underwear is revealed to the eyes of the spectators, the louder their hooting becomes. It is unlikely that this impatient youth will have time to count to three. And why would they? For those obsessed with hormones, there is an almost legal market for selling love in Japan, regulated by the strictest law "On the Prevention of Prostitution". Therefore, this pleasure, though not cheap, is easily accessible here.
The streets of Kabuki-cho literally teem with unmistakable signs of sex bars, bathhouses, massage parlors and rabu hoteru - love hotels offering rooms for an hour or two or for the whole night. Their owners never ask for identification and are carefully concerned with keeping their clients' love affairs secret. Most often, love couples seek seclusion here. Lonely hearts are not forgotten either. Specially for them, employees ready for anything are on constant duty in rabu hoteru.
It turns out there are many Russians in Tokyo, especially dancers in nightclubs. The Japanese happily visit such establishments. Our beauties have not yet managed to surpass Japanese women in the art of love. Both in patience and, don't be surprised, in chastity. This can be seen in the expensive restaurant "Cherry Blossoms", where naked niotamori girls serve as dining tables. Shrimp, melon slices, handfuls of rice, sushi and other delicacies - all of this, without any plates, is laid out on their stomachs, shoulders, legs, breasts, and even, you can guess where. One should treat the girl with all due respect - try lying motionless naked for several hours, and with such work not lose your virginity. The latter is one of the main requirements for niotamori. Fastidious Japanese eat only from virgins.
India
In India, priestesses of love are ready to fulfill any client's desire, even if he just wants to have a drink and pour out his soul. For Indian bayadères and followers of the Kama Sutra, sex remains part of religious rituals; it is considered a kind of appeal to the gods and can take any form. In the city of Mumbai, on Foras Road, passers-by are handed price lists printed on cheap gray paper. In addition to all known types of intimate relations, the list of which contains 25 items, the assortment also offers sex in aromatic oil, oral sex Indian-style with fruit in the mouth, as well as Taj-sex - the opportunity to use a girl baked into a cake shaped like an ancient tomb.
In general, Foras Road is one of the most interesting places worth attention. It is located next to Chor Bazaar, or the Thieves' Market. It is not very clear where this name comes from - either because stolen goods are sold there, or because buyers must constantly hold on to their pockets. In Chor Bazaar there are many local transvestites - men dressed in saris and adorned with jewelry. They pester passers-by, steal fruits from street vendors, and chew paan - dry betel leaf with lime, catechu, nut, and tobacco. If you follow one of these men in female guise, after a while the market rows will turn into an endless street, along which stand two- or three-story houses with metal window grilles. Behind each grille are lovely dark-skinned women. It becomes clear that what is being sold here is not flatbreads or lengths of fabric, but a commodity commonly called living. Local people say that this area is called Cage, which translates from English as "cage". And that a separate part of this cage is a settlement of transvestites.
France
The center of the most disreputable place in Paris is on rue Saint-Denis. More precisely, on its short stretch with the highest concentration in the French capital of erotic cafés, peep shows, porn cinemas, sex shops, street prostitutes, and, sadly, pickpockets who live exclusively at our expense.
But the most insidious places on Saint-Denis are the strip shows, which deprive of last illusions those who forget that forbidden fruit is not only sweet but also very treacherous. Should you stop for a minute by the sign of some Mimi Strip-Show, a smiling barker may immediately appear - "Jerman? Poland? Russia? Kharasho! Russians get a discount. Only 20 euros." If you agree to go inside - be prepared to pay an amount five times more than you expected. For what? They will explain to you: a paper napkin under your glass costs 10 euros, and the show itself costs 70, and God knows what else. References to the barker's promise of no extra charges do not work.
With the onset of darkness, it is already impossible to push through the crowd on Saint-Denis. Many provocatively dressed girls appear, loitering on sidewalks and doorsteps, sitting on car hoods. According to French law, girls of easy virtue are forbidden to take the initiative themselves and pester men. So Frenchwomen, Asian women, Black women, Latin American women, Slavic women - ladies for every taste - patiently wait for clients. The girls are ready to take you to their place. The service costs 100 euros. The session itself can last 5-10 minutes - until a good moment is achieved. If after this time the good moment does not come, an additional payment is required. After delivering the pleasure, the lady you chose promises to take you back to the hotel, and for free.
Germany
In Hamburg, on the famous Reeperbahn street, called by Soviet sailors nothing less than "Tripperbahn", brothels resemble sterile hospital rooms. Inside you can look through display windows, behind which sit or lie on mats naked girls, inviting men to have a good time. Cozy, clean, and you need not fear for health - by law each girl must undergo a medical examination once a week. Also pleasing are countless "condomerie" shops selling condoms of all colors, smells and sizes.
Life on the Reeperbahn begins only at midnight, when soft music pours from wide-open doors of establishments and persistent barkers invite you to visit the rooms. Rarely anywhere in the world will you find another district where so many brothels and massage parlors, strip clubs and sex shops, as well as musicals, theaters, bars, discos and restaurants open until the morning are concentrated in a small space.
On this street you can spend an unforgettable night. For example, watch a sexual show at the Salammbo theater, on whose stage couples change, portraying sexual intercourse. Then look into the swing club "White Mouse", where (we cannot understand this) respectable burghers watch as their lawful wives cheat on them with strangers. And meet the dawn at the "De Sade" club - a rather exotic place. Men and women in leather underwear and dog collars tie each other up, whip each other, moan and crawl on all fours.
At dawn, when the neon lights of many establishments go out one by one, everything around becomes much more prosaic than it looks at night.
Netherlands
Among all the sights of Amsterdam - canals, tulips, shops, cathedrals and Rembrandt's "Night Watch" in the Rijksmuseum - one can choose the main one: the red-light district. In essence it is a huge attraction, to gawk at which tourists from all over the world specially come. Canal embankments, streets, alleys, stone gaps between houses shine here with the reddish neon light of thousands of windows. In the center of this sparkling web is the Oude Kerk, the oldest church in Amsterdam, covered all around its perimeter with little windows. And directly from them, at the slowly strolling crowds of onlookers, thousands of half-dressed girls look or don't look, sit or stand, dance, spin on high stools, fix their hair, touch up their lips, beckon with a finger and show off their legs; their profession is in no doubt. White, yellow, black. They are always ready to talk to passers-by, joke and even offer cigarettes. Wandering here, even without a specific purpose, is still very amusing.
Have you ever heard of human vices walking alone? Grass, hashish and hallucinogenic toadstools are freely sold in the local coffee shops. The cheapest marijuana joint costs 5 euros. Smoking is allowed anywhere - at a cafe table or on the street.
On the canal bank you can come across a mighty two-meter phallus, at the base of which two granite balls spin, supported by a stream of water. The queue of those wishing to take a photo with this attraction and play with the balls seems endless. These are spectators gathered for a live show at the Casa Rosso erotic theater, where everything that happens behind the closed curtains of the windows is demonstrated non-stop. Moreover, anyone can take part in the show.
All the local shops are packed to the ceiling with very specific figurines, teapots in the shape of pink butts, wall calendars with corresponding content. There is also completely unexpected merchandise. You don't even immediately understand what and why. There is a cream for sale, but it is unclear where to apply it and for what. Condoms are simple. But shiny balls - what for? Whiskers - for whom? Some rings, rubber worms. From all the abundance you can choose a T-shirt on which a triumphant Mickey Mouse pleasures Minnie, melting with pleasure. Such a purchase will cost 16 euros.
Thailand
Pattaya: Alkazar transvestite show. The stage sets depict a lavish palace almost life-size. The artists' costumes are decorated with colorful fans, silk ribbons, peacock feathers and lavish gilded headdresses.
At the exit, a pushy guy beckons into an establishment called Go-Go, mumbling something like "pussis-bananos, pussis-bananos!". The only thing you can understand: beer in Go-Go is very cheap, and the show is completely free. Inside, in the center of the smoke-filled room, there is a bar counter on which a completely naked lady writhes with her whole body. When your eyes get used to the darkness, you can see that she takes out something like a Christmas garland from an intimate place. But this is not a New Year's decoration, but a long fishing line with razor blades strung on it. For persuasiveness, the girl tosses pieces of paper into the air and cuts them with sharp objects just extracted from herself.
Another circus performer from the same place throws bananas at the audience - apparently that is the vaunted "pussis-bananos". Then she smokes two cigarettes at once - and also not with her mouth.
Next, three performers climb onto the counter at once. One opens beer bottles with her vagina, another sucks a cocktail through a straw, and a third pulls a live snake out of herself. Yes, it is worth seeing such a spectacle at least once in a lifetime! But not for the sake of eroticism at all. There is about as much of it in Go-Go as, say, in sumo wrestling. But you can get a clear idea of the unique capabilities of a human being.
USA
After Thailand, the States seem bland and boring. But that is only at first glance. In fact, in any major US city there are many dens of vice, though they are hidden. All information can be obtained from free advertising newspapers with lots of phone numbers and photographs, which lie in special boxes installed at bus stops. Officially, prostitution is allowed only in the state of Nevada, with its luxurious capital Las Vegas. This city of entertainment, glittering with neon lights, never sleeps. Besides casinos, it has a huge number of restaurants, bars, nightclubs, strip shows, cabarets, and other places of amusement.
But in Los Angeles, it turns out, about thirty percent of women of easy virtue are Russian girls. What is the standard request of an American? That the girl be young, tall, slim, with large breasts, blue eyes, and long blonde hair. Of course, not every girl, whether she is from Russia or any other country, fits that description, but everyone who calls by phone is told: yes, of course, no problem.
The peak time is Monday and the beginning of Tuesday. Probably, after a weekend spent with his family, a man has to restore some inner equilibrium. But Sunday is a completely unproductive day. And for some reason, Wednesday. Thursday and Friday are days of normal, steady attendance. Americans are considered the best clients. They value time, do not engage in idle talk, and always remember that they came with a specific purpose. And they leave immediately after they have done their business. Moreover, many visit the girls in the middle of the workday, during lunch. They are very quick, and therefore the most desired clients. The majority of clients are white Americans, but there are also dark-skinned men and Arabs. As a rule, the most undesirable clients are Russians. They bring a bottle and snacks, and first of all try to start a conversation “about life,” while the girl is not at all disposed to chat — the next man is about to arrive, and she needs time to prepare for the appointment.
Turkey
Perhaps the most lawless place for a curious traveler visiting the vice dens of the world is Istanbul. There are no specially designated red-light districts here, so with the onset of darkness the entire city turns into a huge bazaar of mercenary love. After midnight, you can be sure that any woman you meet in the Laleli, Aksaray, or Karakea neighborhoods will turn out to be either a tourist or a “night butterfly.”
Between Kemeralti and Necatibey avenues, the lights of the merry quarter are lit, where debauchery is officially permitted. At the entrance to a narrow alley blocked by a stone arch, a policeman checks passports, identifying minors and tourists.
On an area the size of a sports ground, the doors of forty brothels open. There is a crush, crowding, and jostling. Women press against the walls, greet guests on the porches, and peek out of windows. Vice is represented in all types: from ostensibly unapproachable beauties wrapped in net shawls to painted hussies in underwear, from smoke-worn old women in mini-skirts to teenage girls in flared jeans and tops above the navel. If you look into one of the basement bars with the sign Light Star glowing above it, you will not have time to look around and settle in before one of the flighty women sits down beside you and starts telling you about her hard Istanbul existence. Lodging, food, the pool, clothes, perfume... Half an hour later, they bring a bill with endless zeros. You have encountered not a predatory rip-off, but a perfectly legal hostess charge. If you were sitting at a table alone, all the drinks would cost five times less, while the presence of a girl increases the price by an order of magnitude.
In such situations, if you do not have enough money to pay, you are sent by car to the hotel, where you have to hand over to the driver the money borrowed, plus $20 for the escort. Some tourists choose a very extreme way to avoid paying, such as leaving the car before it brings the “debtor” to the hotel.
Igor STOMAKHIN,
Natalya YAKUBOVA.