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]]> By: Mircea Popescu http://trilema.com/2019/can-you-imagine-what-a-panorama-fartd-be/#comment-131641 Mircea Popescu Sat, 05 Oct 2019 00:56:08 +0000 http://trilema.com/?p=88160#comment-131641 Speaking of "Vienna's other BDSM venue", checked out Refugi-o tonight. It's <em>way</em> the fuck far out, way past the Prater, off any map any hotel has, a few stops before the U4 comes to its final resting place. A drape in the street lets into a 1 sqm space into which a door opens when you ring the doorbell. The serviable older woman actuating it lets you into the main hall, about the same size as my hotel room. Opposite the entrance there's a bar manned by her significant other. There's a playspace off to the right, somewhat smaller, a coupla bondage chairs and such. Further towards the two bathrooms there's a line of hangers in the hallway thereby doubling as changing room. The entire thing is suffused in thick, three day old cheap cigarette smoke, an acrid experience shockingly reminiscent of the 80s. Contrary to what <a href=https://refugi-o.at/ >the website</a> might be implying, I was charged no cover. I did end up paying fiddy bucks for two shots of dubious Absolut and a glass of OJ (specifically, the woman asked for 34 euro and I left her 40 because they looked like they could use it). Other than us and the entrepreneurial couple there were three other people there present, about midnight on a Friday : two chicks well outside the age range of interest and their dude. I can't begin to imagine what impels people to thusly misrepresent themselves (outside of the <a href=http://trilema.com/2017/in-scams-today-disk-less-terminal-sa-dba-laesquinadelamazmorra/ >Costa Rican disease</a>), but what we visited was someone's livingroom, not any kind of BDSM-anything. Which brings the matter full circle : I'm sure throughout Vienna there's however many ambitious nobodies eagerly referencing their basement/garage/spare bedroom by whatever titulature seems adequately puffy to their egotastic needs (god knows the tiresome junkie talking off our ear at teh SMcafe had "plans" for exactly such a development). Nevertheless, in actual reality the BDSM scene in Vienna consists of the two venues mentioned ; fantasy is another thing altogether. Speaking of "Vienna's other BDSM venue", checked out Refugi-o tonight. It's way the fuck far out, way past the Prater, off any map any hotel has, a few stops before the U4 comes to its final resting place. A drape in the street lets into a 1 sqm space into which a door opens when you ring the doorbell. The serviable older woman actuating it lets you into the main hall, about the same size as my hotel room. Opposite the entrance there's a bar manned by her significant other. There's a playspace off to the right, somewhat smaller, a coupla bondage chairs and such. Further towards the two bathrooms there's a line of hangers in the hallway thereby doubling as changing room. The entire thing is suffused in thick, three day old cheap cigarette smoke, an acrid experience shockingly reminiscent of the 80s.

Contrary to what the website might be implying, I was charged no cover. I did end up paying fiddy bucks for two shots of dubious Absolut and a glass of OJ (specifically, the woman asked for 34 euro and I left her 40 because they looked like they could use it). Other than us and the entrepreneurial couple there were three other people there present, about midnight on a Friday : two chicks well outside the age range of interest and their dude.

I can't begin to imagine what impels people to thusly misrepresent themselves (outside of the Costa Rican disease), but what we visited was someone's livingroom, not any kind of BDSM-anything. Which brings the matter full circle : I'm sure throughout Vienna there's however many ambitious nobodies eagerly referencing their basement/garage/spare bedroom by whatever titulature seems adequately puffy to their egotastic needs (god knows the tiresome junkie talking off our ear at teh SMcafe had "plans" for exactly such a development). Nevertheless, in actual reality the BDSM scene in Vienna consists of the two venues mentioned ; fantasy is another thing altogether.

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