He was working overseas, but when he came back to town, we'd bump into each other again and have a nice time. It would be a godsend. As long as they don't cluster and giggle they enjoy themselves. It keeps the pot stirred. Yeah, there was sex, of course, but the clubs we were building had swimming pools, gyms—they had a lot to offer. I was running amok. The bathhouses were blamed for all sorts of things that weren't true.
Newsletters are the new newsletters.
That's cool. But if you had a place to go on the East Side or West Side that you thought was clean and pleasant and welcoming, why not meet there? We've done various promotions where to year-olds get free entry. Saggy and think, "Whoa this isn't for me," and you want out.
We did a forum with a couple of guys who were very active in gay marketing and promotion in Las Vegas, and they came in and both of them said, "No, we've never been to a bathhouse.