Building on the socio-psychological discourses that have taken place to comment on a blog post more stimulating (intellectually) of the network, inWonderBlog (link post), on tirarsela queer in the world, I voted to science and I thought to probe the reality of Friday evening in Turin, in a famous local gay-friendly, especially since everyone knows: you do not breathe, there are compressed air jets from the ceiling that will tear your ears, Originally it was probably a cellar. But the best thing about this place is that on Friday ... Admission is free . Thus a considerable incentive. Who is already
Turin will understand, this is the evening Bananamia (we are in the presence of a portmanteau?) Is not among my favorites, aside from the summer when it moves along the Po, Murazzi called.
However, it was the best place to undertake the scientific study of fauna and especially gay and lesbian carefully consider the findings of the heated debate sparked by the post of Master Rock (for those not familiar, is the so-called author dell'inWonderBlog, indeed ... if you do not know, because you've never read, you see immediately to remedy).
As for the music, nothing to complain about, varied, some blast from the past.
Dancing is a great little 'difficult, given the cramped conditions, the risk of finding themselves on the drink is high (what is readily happened to myself), but overall you can have fun.
If I remember correctly, I started to go wild on the dance floor with a success of the 90 (how could I do otherwise), I was already a teenager (as opposed to many of these ...), the site for all nostalgic!
If you want my future forget my past,
If you want to get with me better make it fast,
Now do not go wasting my precious time,
Get your act together we Could Be Just Fine
subscribe. So much wisdom to be kept for inspiration.
For the rest, the usual things you find in a nightclub, two drag queens (but no show) a speaker (with a habit of singing the songs too strong), a Cubist which fared reasonably well, congratulations on the briefs.
There is also a smaller room dedicated to smoking, but since I no longer have this horrible habit, I hate smoking, smokers hate, hate the smell of smoke, ergo I have not penetrated.
I had noticed in the tail jackets ( Maybe I do not see ... so I avoid healthy ... here, as it turned, is coming this way ). I could call him a colleague. Following a number
dialogue.
Hello! But did you celebrate? I read on FB ( cursed Social Network ... privacy is not an idiot ... and I use that ) that today is your birthday ( yes, in fact they are not here to remind me ... thanks ).... And you? okay? How's studies ... (More polite to other circumstances)
fun then, good night!
To my friends, M1 and M2, confirm that I have ever had suspicions about the person in question. That's it. If you're in a gay-friendly, however, does not mean anything ... if I see you had fun frolic and dance, you know ... gay (in the true sense of the adjective) does not mean anything either. Does not can people for no reason.
Dialogue 2. Inside the toilet. After a few drinks (for both).
Hey, so ... how are you? Great night, no? But yeah, come on, came again, two (ends of the blogger Wash hands, turns and coming out)
Wait ... I wanted to ask one thing ... rather, here ... well ... do not tell anyone you saw me here, okay? You know ...
course, do not worry ... I do not tell anyone, imagine! That is why we would be! Trust me!
( face lit up and apparently more serene ) Thank you! Come on, see you! Enjoy!
If we were in a fairy tale from Aesop, there would be a moral. But it is not. Probably
me ahead of time ... maybe I would have asked him not to say anything, although I did not think. No, the reality is another, perhaps I would have asked in the past, not anymore.
