Meat, She-Pimps and Ethical Quandaries

 

Preparation

I pull up the Facebook message from Joey (name changed to protect the innocent) – a small-and-spunky English gal I met shortly after moving to Buenos Aires – and exhale slowly. It’s time.

‘colin, my dear friend. dont even think of leaving without arranging to see me. that is all. x.’

I know what this means. She’s hungry again, and the only thing that will satiate her is steak: a big, rare, hunk of meat that would kill a normal person. Where she puts it I don’t know – she’s a tiny gal – but despite all the wonderful things to do and see in Buenos Aires, her favorite is that she ‘can get steak delivered ANY TIME I WANT.’

She’s a monster. It’s indecent but awesome.

The Feast

We head out to La Cabrera, a pseudo-fancy restaurant known for its cuts of Kobe, and spend an hour or so devouring two thick slabs apiece of the best steak either one of us has ever had.

We wash it all down with a bottle of Malbec and then plan the night’s strategy, both a little sluggish from the meal but still enthusiastic to keep the night rolling.

‘It’s my last night in BA, we should really do something fun. Let’s go to a strip club!’ I joke. We laugh and ask the waiter to recommend a good bar nearby. We end up going to one that I know pretty well and ordering some Fernet and Cokes.

After a few more drinks, we’re feeling pretty good and decide, ‘Okay, okay, so if Mil­on (a bar in Recoleta) is closed, we HAVE to go to a strip club. It will be hilarious and neither one of us has been. We have to do this.’

‘Deal.’

The Hunt

‘Shit.’

After walking down a few wrong streets, we finally find ourselves in front Mil­on, the entire entrance gated up. Stupid Sundays.

We resign ourselves to our fate and hail the next cab we can find. Joey’s Spanish is much stronger than mine, so it’s decided that she will ask the driver for the nearest strip club. We both get a long, silent look from the driver (who apparently is the only grandfatherly, non-randy taxi driver in the whole city), before he starts driving toward the Recoleta Cemetery, a major tourist attraction and a likely center point for any kind of strip club action.

There’s a fancy/sleazy looking club off to our left with a Playboy Bunny on the sign. Joey and I look at each other: yes, this place will do.

Lost In The Woods

After paying the $200 peso entry fee, we make our way up a flight of stairs to a black-light-lit bar with electronic rock music, dozens of swanky (and empty) chairs, and a double fistful of girls, unenthusiastically dancing with each other in the center of the room.

We down a few more drinks (for courage!), before choosing seats in the back next to a couple of 30-something Canadian businessmen who each have a pair of girls perched on their laps.

After a few minutes, the girls take off to the back of the bar and one of the men turns to me and says “First time?”

Ugh, I stand out. I hate that.

“Yeah,” I say. “How does this work here?”

The man grins and says, with a twinkle in his eye ‘Oh it’s really easy. Just find a girl you like, bring her over and then negotiate with her. She’ll say something like $200 pesos and you can say 60 or 70 and she’ll probably take it.â’

I’m thinking, “This may not be such an expensive adventure after all! So cheap!”

“So then they give me a lap dance, eh? How much do you think I should offer for both of us?” I ask, gesturing at Joey who was just returning from the bathroom.

“Oh I don’t know,” he replies. “I mean, that’s not for a lap dance, it’s for a ‘private dance’ in the back room, where they jiggle around a bit and then blow you.”

As the last word leaves his mouth, one each of the girls the men were previously entertaining return from the back room and take their clients’ hands, pulling them away. Another quick wink from the Canadian and they’re gone, my jaw on the floor. I’m starting to think that this might not be a strip club after all.

Most Dangerous Game

Despite the encounter with the Canadians, Joey and I still thought we could probably get a lap dance out of one of these girls.

We changed location, moving closer to the mass of string-clad, silicon-enhanced ladies and gestured to the first girl who danced her way toward us.

“Hello,” she said. “What are you looking for tonight?”

As I’m taking her in — curvy girl, enormous fake boobs, lip ring, dark skin, friendly smile — a women in black pants and a long black shirt comes over to us from the bar and repeats the question.

This woman stands out because she’s the only female in the room (with the exception of Joey) that doesn’t have her lady-bits hanging out all over the place. Whereas most of the girls are doing their best to radiate sexuality and submission, this woman is definitely going for business-like menace, and it’s kind of working.

Joey explains that we’re looking to get a lap dance and are wondering how much it would cost for this girl to give us one. The woman looks at the girl and looks at us and says “$120 pesos and you take this girl back to your hotel and do what you want with her.”

Stunned, but fairly certain we had translated incorrectly, we asked for clarification.

The woman in black (who is apparently the resident pimp for the night), takes this to mean we’re looking for more options and says that we can also have a private, oral session right there in the back room, but it will cost $200 pesos.

No no no, Joey tells her. We just want her to dance. Like a lap dance. Sabe?

The she-pimp gets a confused look on her face and then, clearly not understanding why we would want such a thing, or maybe not even sure what crazy kind of sex act we’re asking for, quotes us an arbitrary price “$250 pesos.”

We thank her and say we’ll think about it.

Vegetarianism

In the United States, strip clubs have become an almost innocent kind of past time. Friends, both girls and guys, go there in college to imbibe too-expensive drinks, eat bad hot wings and have ridiculous, semi-scripted adventures that almost always result in hilarious, un-tagged Facebook photos and bonding stories that last for years.

In Argentina, things work a bit differently. The unemployment rate is incredibly high, and many people are just trying to scrounge together enough to eat and support their family.

Mix this with the overwhelming influence US culture has on Argentina and you get a sense of coveted consumerism with no means to buy the requisite consumables. Most people feel the need to live the lifestyle they see on Friends but can’t even afford to move away from their parents’ home.

And in some cases, the result is prostitution. The same story happens everywhere around the world, sure, but it’s super-prevalent in Buenos Aires because it has the trappings of a major city and the price-point of a third world country.

There is a very good reason this brothel was so close to a major tourist attraction and a cluster of nice hotels.

I don’t have anything against prostitution philosophically: these women should be able to do whatever they want with their bodies, and so long as they aren’t being coerced into doing something they don’t want to do, I say let your freak flag fly, ladies.

But even so, both Joey and I walked away from that bar unblown, unlaid and undanced because the idea of it — of sitting with this girl who in another life might have been a close friend or sister or whatever and deciding how much she COSTS with a scary she-pimp — was just a little too much to take.

So despite my desire to try new things, say ‘yes’ when my first instinct is to say ‘no,’ and mix it up with local customs, I couldn’t quite bring myself to get busy that night.

Your Thoughts

How do you feel about prostitution? Would you have done the same thing? Let me know what you think in the comments below!

57 comments

  1. Wow. What a night! I find that so hard to believe that just a lap dance wasn’t an option. I hope you have better luck in Cordoba!

  2. Wow. What a night! I find that so hard to believe that just a lap dance wasn’t an option. I hope you have better luck in Cordoba!

  3. Wow. What a night! I find that so hard to believe that just a lap dance wasn’t an option. I hope you have better luck in Cordoba!

  4. I’m happily married and in Colorado, but assuming that I’m a single guy living in BA…

    Since I was already with a lady, I would have laughed it off like you did, went back to my place and had my way with Joey, since I <3 girls with British accents. If I was alone and bored, you can bet you're bottom dollar I would have went to the back room. In fact, I'm curious enough, I would have returned the following night alone.

  5. I’m happily married and in Colorado, but assuming that I’m a single guy living in BA…

    Since I was already with a lady, I would have laughed it off like you did, went back to my place and had my way with Joey, since I <3 girls with British accents. If I was alone and bored, you can bet you're bottom dollar I would have went to the back room. In fact, I'm curious enough, I would have returned the following night alone.

  6. I’m happily married and in Colorado, but assuming that I’m a single guy living in BA…

    Since I was already with a lady, I would have laughed it off like you did, went back to my place and had my way with Joey, since I <3 girls with British accents. If I was alone and bored, you can bet you're bottom dollar I would have went to the back room. In fact, I'm curious enough, I would have returned the following night alone.

  7. 1. Fernet is nectar from the Heavens

    2. “would you have done the same thing?”

    a. were I in your shoes I think I may have ended up giving the girl money and leaving, just to alleviate my own guilt at having better luck in where I was born, both literally and socioeconomically

    b. were I in HER shoes is another story entirely, requiring much thought and possibly the kind of in-person conversation only 4.37am can induce

  8. 1. Fernet is nectar from the Heavens

    2. “would you have done the same thing?”

    a. were I in your shoes I think I may have ended up giving the girl money and leaving, just to alleviate my own guilt at having better luck in where I was born, both literally and socioeconomically

    b. were I in HER shoes is another story entirely, requiring much thought and possibly the kind of in-person conversation only 4.37am can induce

  9. 1. Fernet is nectar from the Heavens

    2. “would you have done the same thing?”

    a. were I in your shoes I think I may have ended up giving the girl money and leaving, just to alleviate my own guilt at having better luck in where I was born, both literally and socioeconomically

    b. were I in HER shoes is another story entirely, requiring much thought and possibly the kind of in-person conversation only 4.37am can induce

  10. Sounds like a wild night. By the way, how’d it end with “Joey”? And is that what you call it? Steak? Sorry, had to. Cheers!

  11. Sounds like a wild night. By the way, how’d it end with “Joey”? And is that what you call it? Steak? Sorry, had to. Cheers!

  12. Sounds like a wild night. By the way, how’d it end with “Joey”? And is that what you call it? Steak? Sorry, had to. Cheers!

  13. Well, you sure are a great guy who knows how to get into some weird adventures. Somehow this story reminds me of the one I first commented on.

    Anyway, you got a little bit lucky again. Here in Mexico, the same thing happens, and yes, it is fairly common. But going and not buying can really end in something very bad.

    As you, I’m not against prostitution if it’s done out of the girls own will. If they are forced then it’s another situation which I would define as slavery.

    Still, since all this is kept underground it’s hard to draw a line where you could say “from this point on, it’s ok.”

    I’m glad you are ok, and of course I’m glad you are really lucky! But man, really, listen to your own gut feeling, adventures like those will run out your luck one day or another!

    Good Luck in Cordoba my friend!…

  14. Well, you sure are a great guy who knows how to get into some weird adventures. Somehow this story reminds me of the one I first commented on.

    Anyway, you got a little bit lucky again. Here in Mexico, the same thing happens, and yes, it is fairly common. But going and not buying can really end in something very bad.

    As you, I’m not against prostitution if it’s done out of the girls own will. If they are forced then it’s another situation which I would define as slavery.

    Still, since all this is kept underground it’s hard to draw a line where you could say “from this point on, it’s ok.”

    I’m glad you are ok, and of course I’m glad you are really lucky! But man, really, listen to your own gut feeling, adventures like those will run out your luck one day or another!

    Good Luck in Cordoba my friend!…

  15. Well, you sure are a great guy who knows how to get into some weird adventures. Somehow this story reminds me of the one I first commented on.

    Anyway, you got a little bit lucky again. Here in Mexico, the same thing happens, and yes, it is fairly common. But going and not buying can really end in something very bad.

    As you, I’m not against prostitution if it’s done out of the girls own will. If they are forced then it’s another situation which I would define as slavery.

    Still, since all this is kept underground it’s hard to draw a line where you could say “from this point on, it’s ok.”

    I’m glad you are ok, and of course I’m glad you are really lucky! But man, really, listen to your own gut feeling, adventures like those will run out your luck one day or another!

    Good Luck in Cordoba my friend!…

  16. Dude, you have the craziest stories. I’m with Kristin, it’s so strange that a simple lap dance isn’t something that’s even thought about. I know that I would have been pretty uncomfortable in that situation, and I’m usually comfortable with almost anything. A great read, Colin.

  17. Dude, you have the craziest stories. I’m with Kristin, it’s so strange that a simple lap dance isn’t something that’s even thought about. I know that I would have been pretty uncomfortable in that situation, and I’m usually comfortable with almost anything. A great read, Colin.

  18. Dude, you have the craziest stories. I’m with Kristin, it’s so strange that a simple lap dance isn’t something that’s even thought about. I know that I would have been pretty uncomfortable in that situation, and I’m usually comfortable with almost anything. A great read, Colin.

  19. I’m like you that I’m not against prostitution as long as it’s done out of free will. Then again I know that people are forced into it because they can’t earn enough to live any other way, it’s no longer as simple in that case.

    BTW, I’m always surprised at how normal it is for North Americans (both sexes) to go to strip-bars. I always thought of it as a sleazy thing that only older guys are into.

  20. I’m like you that I’m not against prostitution as long as it’s done out of free will. Then again I know that people are forced into it because they can’t earn enough to live any other way, it’s no longer as simple in that case.

    BTW, I’m always surprised at how normal it is for North Americans (both sexes) to go to strip-bars. I always thought of it as a sleazy thing that only older guys are into.

  21. I’m like you that I’m not against prostitution as long as it’s done out of free will. Then again I know that people are forced into it because they can’t earn enough to live any other way, it’s no longer as simple in that case.

    BTW, I’m always surprised at how normal it is for North Americans (both sexes) to go to strip-bars. I always thought of it as a sleazy thing that only older guys are into.

  22. Ahh the controversial post :P – what is your mother going to think when she reads you were out looking for a strip club and ended up in a brothel!? haha

    I am with you on the whole prostitution thing tho… I don’t think it is wrong, and know plenty of guys who enjoy that kind of pleasure. I don’t swing that way for a couple of reasons.

    Firstly and most importantly, and this is going to be a very guy thing to say (sorry ladies!) but I love the chase. Like I actually have fun during the interaction, I enjoy meeting a new person, finding out what makes them tick and having a connection with someone that you will remember forever – even if its only lasts one night (as is the case lots of the time when you are travelling).

    Secondly, and this kinda ties into the above, but if I enjoy doing something and its free – why would I pay for it?

  23. Ahh the controversial post :P – what is your mother going to think when she reads you were out looking for a strip club and ended up in a brothel!? haha

    I am with you on the whole prostitution thing tho… I don’t think it is wrong, and know plenty of guys who enjoy that kind of pleasure. I don’t swing that way for a couple of reasons.

    Firstly and most importantly, and this is going to be a very guy thing to say (sorry ladies!) but I love the chase. Like I actually have fun during the interaction, I enjoy meeting a new person, finding out what makes them tick and having a connection with someone that you will remember forever – even if its only lasts one night (as is the case lots of the time when you are travelling).

    Secondly, and this kinda ties into the above, but if I enjoy doing something and its free – why would I pay for it?

  24. Ahh the controversial post :P – what is your mother going to think when she reads you were out looking for a strip club and ended up in a brothel!? haha

    I am with you on the whole prostitution thing tho… I don’t think it is wrong, and know plenty of guys who enjoy that kind of pleasure. I don’t swing that way for a couple of reasons.

    Firstly and most importantly, and this is going to be a very guy thing to say (sorry ladies!) but I love the chase. Like I actually have fun during the interaction, I enjoy meeting a new person, finding out what makes them tick and having a connection with someone that you will remember forever – even if its only lasts one night (as is the case lots of the time when you are travelling).

    Secondly, and this kinda ties into the above, but if I enjoy doing something and its free – why would I pay for it?

  25. I had a similar experience–I was alone, in the swanky basement of a Siberian hotel, looking to have a little fun my last night in Novosibirsk. Apparently “dance bar” can mean much more than a straightforward dance.

    While I have never paid for that kind of pleasure in my travels, I do know a number of people (of all nationalities and ages) that have. Like you, I am not against the idea of prostitution if the person selling is doing it of her (or his?) own free accord. I do, though, have a hard time justifying my own personal involvement :)

    Nice story, Colin. Another wild one!

  26. I had a similar experience–I was alone, in the swanky basement of a Siberian hotel, looking to have a little fun my last night in Novosibirsk. Apparently “dance bar” can mean much more than a straightforward dance.

    While I have never paid for that kind of pleasure in my travels, I do know a number of people (of all nationalities and ages) that have. Like you, I am not against the idea of prostitution if the person selling is doing it of her (or his?) own free accord. I do, though, have a hard time justifying my own personal involvement :)

    Nice story, Colin. Another wild one!

  27. I had a similar experience–I was alone, in the swanky basement of a Siberian hotel, looking to have a little fun my last night in Novosibirsk. Apparently “dance bar” can mean much more than a straightforward dance.

    While I have never paid for that kind of pleasure in my travels, I do know a number of people (of all nationalities and ages) that have. Like you, I am not against the idea of prostitution if the person selling is doing it of her (or his?) own free accord. I do, though, have a hard time justifying my own personal involvement :)

    Nice story, Colin. Another wild one!

  28. Oh man Colin, the stories you tell!

    I’m a little disappointed you weren’t able to get your lap dance, but this does make for a much better story. I am looking forward to more incredible stories, from places even more exotic than BA (if that is possible).

  29. Oh man Colin, the stories you tell!

    I’m a little disappointed you weren’t able to get your lap dance, but this does make for a much better story. I am looking forward to more incredible stories, from places even more exotic than BA (if that is possible).

  30. Oh man Colin, the stories you tell!

    I’m a little disappointed you weren’t able to get your lap dance, but this does make for a much better story. I am looking forward to more incredible stories, from places even more exotic than BA (if that is possible).

  31. @Kristin: Right? Ha, I’ll check here in Bariloche and see if I can find that dance :)

    @Crystal: Thanks Crystal!

    @Laura: 1) Indeed! 2) Yeah, it’s tough. I felt bad, but what can you do at that point other than try not to make things worse?

    @Casey: Haha, things are good with Joey, though we’re just friends :) The only meat between us is legitimate steak (oh yeah, I went there).

    @Alejandro: Thank you sir! Yeah, I’m glad it turned out to be a simple as it was. I didn’t ever feel really threatened, otherwise I would have gotten out sooner.

    @Nate: Haha, I’d like to say I just do it for the stories, but I get a real kick out of novel situations!

    @the beth: Thanks Beth!

    @NomadicNeil: Yeah, it’s a touchy subject that I’m surprised no one commented on the other way around, but I see no reason why someone shouldn’t be able to do what they want with their own body. The whole strip club thing is kind of weird to me, too, which is why Joey and I decided to go (novelty! weirdness! yay!)

    @Vinay: Amen! I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to pay for sex…would rather put in the time and find someone really worth doing it with!

    @Jonny: Yeah, it was tough to leave, but I’m already having a good time elsewhere in Argentina!

    @Alan: We have control over what WE do, but shouldn’t try to control what others do (so long as it isn’t impacting our ability to do the same). I agree!

    @Sean: I’ll definitely keep going out in search of wild n’ craziness wherever I go!

  32. @Kristin: Right? Ha, I’ll check here in Bariloche and see if I can find that dance :)

    @Crystal: Thanks Crystal!

    @Laura: 1) Indeed! 2) Yeah, it’s tough. I felt bad, but what can you do at that point other than try not to make things worse?

    @Casey: Haha, things are good with Joey, though we’re just friends :) The only meat between us is legitimate steak (oh yeah, I went there).

    @Alejandro: Thank you sir! Yeah, I’m glad it turned out to be a simple as it was. I didn’t ever feel really threatened, otherwise I would have gotten out sooner.

    @Nate: Haha, I’d like to say I just do it for the stories, but I get a real kick out of novel situations!

    @the beth: Thanks Beth!

    @NomadicNeil: Yeah, it’s a touchy subject that I’m surprised no one commented on the other way around, but I see no reason why someone shouldn’t be able to do what they want with their own body. The whole strip club thing is kind of weird to me, too, which is why Joey and I decided to go (novelty! weirdness! yay!)

    @Vinay: Amen! I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to pay for sex…would rather put in the time and find someone really worth doing it with!

    @Jonny: Yeah, it was tough to leave, but I’m already having a good time elsewhere in Argentina!

    @Alan: We have control over what WE do, but shouldn’t try to control what others do (so long as it isn’t impacting our ability to do the same). I agree!

    @Sean: I’ll definitely keep going out in search of wild n’ craziness wherever I go!

  33. @Kristin: Right? Ha, I’ll check here in Bariloche and see if I can find that dance :)

    @Crystal: Thanks Crystal!

    @Laura: 1) Indeed! 2) Yeah, it’s tough. I felt bad, but what can you do at that point other than try not to make things worse?

    @Casey: Haha, things are good with Joey, though we’re just friends :) The only meat between us is legitimate steak (oh yeah, I went there).

    @Alejandro: Thank you sir! Yeah, I’m glad it turned out to be a simple as it was. I didn’t ever feel really threatened, otherwise I would have gotten out sooner.

    @Nate: Haha, I’d like to say I just do it for the stories, but I get a real kick out of novel situations!

    @the beth: Thanks Beth!

    @NomadicNeil: Yeah, it’s a touchy subject that I’m surprised no one commented on the other way around, but I see no reason why someone shouldn’t be able to do what they want with their own body. The whole strip club thing is kind of weird to me, too, which is why Joey and I decided to go (novelty! weirdness! yay!)

    @Vinay: Amen! I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to pay for sex…would rather put in the time and find someone really worth doing it with!

    @Jonny: Yeah, it was tough to leave, but I’m already having a good time elsewhere in Argentina!

    @Alan: We have control over what WE do, but shouldn’t try to control what others do (so long as it isn’t impacting our ability to do the same). I agree!

    @Sean: I’ll definitely keep going out in search of wild n’ craziness wherever I go!

  34. Hi Colin,

    I read this post yesterday, and what an experience! I hope to be doing what you’re doing one day soon.

    Looking forward to catching up on your posts. If you have a moment, please stop by my blog :)

    Thanks.

  35. Hi Colin,

    I read this post yesterday, and what an experience! I hope to be doing what you’re doing one day soon.

    Looking forward to catching up on your posts. If you have a moment, please stop by my blog :)

    Thanks.

  36. Hi Colin,

    I read this post yesterday, and what an experience! I hope to be doing what you’re doing one day soon.

    Looking forward to catching up on your posts. If you have a moment, please stop by my blog :)

    Thanks.

  37. I like this :

    “In Argentina, things work a bit differently. The unemployment rate is incredibly high, and many people are just trying to scrounge together enough to eat and support their family.”

    No Colin, its just the world outside USA, no shitty lapdance and no problems with sex

  38. I like this :

    “In Argentina, things work a bit differently. The unemployment rate is incredibly high, and many people are just trying to scrounge together enough to eat and support their family.”

    No Colin, its just the world outside USA, no shitty lapdance and no problems with sex

  39. I like this :

    “In Argentina, things work a bit differently. The unemployment rate is incredibly high, and many people are just trying to scrounge together enough to eat and support their family.”

    No Colin, its just the world outside USA, no shitty lapdance and no problems with sex

  40. Joey sounds like such a cool girl! And I hope despite the fact that you’ve left Argentina you’ll see her again. Sounds like a crazy night :) x

  41. Joey sounds like such a cool girl! And I hope despite the fact that you’ve left Argentina you’ll see her again. Sounds like a crazy night :) x

  42. Joey sounds like such a cool girl! And I hope despite the fact that you’ve left Argentina you’ll see her again. Sounds like a crazy night :) x

  43. Crazy allright. Know what you mean about them being a friend or a sister. Where ever you go in the world these girls (and the boys)give it all for bugger all return.
    Great to find this site. Go hard man.

  44. Crazy allright. Know what you mean about them being a friend or a sister. Where ever you go in the world these girls (and the boys)give it all for bugger all return.
    Great to find this site. Go hard man.

  45. Crazy allright. Know what you mean about them being a friend or a sister. Where ever you go in the world these girls (and the boys)give it all for bugger all return.
    Great to find this site. Go hard man.

  46. This reminds me of when I went to Spain on my Spanish class trip when I was 16. My friend and I were walking downtown in a town on the Costa del Sol, a very touristy region. There were all sorts of people trying to get us to go their bars. One guy asked us, “Do you want to meet some girls?” Being young and naive, we said, “Sure!” He led us to a bar where there were a whole bunch of prostitutes lined up waiting for us. We just said, “Ummm… no, thanks!” I thought it was pretty amusing that this guy was offering prostitutes to 16-year-olds. But then again, growing up in the Hamptons, I did have a somewhat sheltered life growing up.

  47. This reminds me of when I went to Spain on my Spanish class trip when I was 16. My friend and I were walking downtown in a town on the Costa del Sol, a very touristy region. There were all sorts of people trying to get us to go their bars. One guy asked us, “Do you want to meet some girls?” Being young and naive, we said, “Sure!” He led us to a bar where there were a whole bunch of prostitutes lined up waiting for us. We just said, “Ummm… no, thanks!” I thought it was pretty amusing that this guy was offering prostitutes to 16-year-olds. But then again, growing up in the Hamptons, I did have a somewhat sheltered life growing up.

  48. This reminds me of when I went to Spain on my Spanish class trip when I was 16. My friend and I were walking downtown in a town on the Costa del Sol, a very touristy region. There were all sorts of people trying to get us to go their bars. One guy asked us, “Do you want to meet some girls?” Being young and naive, we said, “Sure!” He led us to a bar where there were a whole bunch of prostitutes lined up waiting for us. We just said, “Ummm… no, thanks!” I thought it was pretty amusing that this guy was offering prostitutes to 16-year-olds. But then again, growing up in the Hamptons, I did have a somewhat sheltered life growing up.

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