The massage game is done.
As many have mentioned, the golden age ended around 2015.
You could get a good massage downtown with a hot girl and get a BS/bbbj/FS and be out the door for under $160/200. No fuss no muss. Original Kawaii was a fucking temple of hot pussy, and well run to boot. There was just an endless fountain of Asian girls hotter and hotter with each passing shift.
Now there are just too many other options for hot girls, real estate prices make spas hard to sustain, prices go higher and higher for less and less mileage. Recently I had a chick at Wonder Spa tell me $100 was not enough for a bodyside. I was like WTF, girl, wait until the coming recession smashes you into working at Wendy's for $18 an hour. What planet are you living on where $100 for a five minute bodyside isn't the easiest money of your life? I'm not talking a spinner either.
Insta fame, OnlyFans, cam'ing...there are just better ways to make a living for a hot girl with much less work and friction with all the losers that march into spas with stupid high expectations because of boards like these. In the old days, the red board was still pretty small relatively speaking. You could hunt for a gem and the phone hadn't ruined everyone and everything. I have a friend who does amazing erotic massage honestly out of her home, and one or two reviews on here blew her cover, and she now shows up in Google under her real name. She's horrified and now is completely paranoid about new clients.
All this technology has now ruined the possibility of the hidden gem, the innocent beginner, the sensual massage that turns into high mileage. The more we bark away on boards like this, the more we drain the spas of the discretion necessary to make a good session. The girls have just become assembly line robots largely because of all this technology and all this attention. Toronto is so damned expensive girls have to maximize their game, and massage is hard work. You can blow a guy for $200 for the half on LeoList out of your home, and stack 4 or 5 a day without all the spa friction and exposure of being a parlour girl. Which would you choose?
The fact that all this fucking childish drama that should stay in the spas finds its way on boards like this destroys whatever freedom is left between you and a girl. You know too much, they know too much about you. It's fucked. The whole thing is fucked. It's now the cleanup crew which is middle aged Asian hags who want steady employment and act like car wash employees. No sensuality, no long tease, just a feedback loop of commerce and one-upmanship for money. I never looked to spas for romance, but there was a time where there was some appreciation and meeting of the sensual and the erotic. Now it's fucking auto body jerking and please drive through.
It doesn't help that everything is itemized menus now. A spa recently sent me a price list that went on for two pages. Endless acronyms and choices. Jesus Christ I just want a really decent massage, a finger in my ass, and my dick in your mouth. Make it all stop.