Articles by Anonymous
Darkside, Featured Content, Guides to the Darkside of Buenos Aires
By Anonymous | March 4, 2011 |
Saving money in Buenos Aires can be a difficult task when faced with ever increasing inflation, political and economical instability every 10 years or so and a fluctuating value to the national currency, the peso. So what does this have to do with sex hotels? Telos (La Rampa, corner of Carranza y Cordoba Great variety [...]
Darkside, Guides to the Darkside of Buenos Aires
By Anonymous | July 15, 2010 |
Darkside, Strange but True
By Anonymous | March 23, 2010 |
Darkside, Guides to the Darkside of Buenos Aires
By Anonymous | October 26, 2009 |
Darkside, Guides to the Darkside of Buenos Aires
By Anonymous | August 5, 2009 |
Special massage parlors are plentiful throughout Buenos Aires, Argentina. Choose wisely my Darkside friends, as many of these massage parlors only feign actual massage skills. In these meeker massage parlors the female masseuses initially make their best attempts at massages by slobbing some lotion on your back and then quickly angling for sex and other [...]
Darkside, Strange but True
By Anonymous | June 23, 2009 |
I smoke plenty of weed. Alcohol is fun for the right occasions, those are my only drug vices.
Darkside, Strange but True
By Anonymous | June 9, 2009 |
I’ve been down here for two weeks traveling with my mates. I heard about the infamous Red Zone but I was surprised to find out it was full of trannies!! These were some amazing shemales, but it really ain’t my cup of tea.
Darkside, Darkside Fiction
By Anonymous | May 19, 2009 |
Thinking back to my first experience in a transitorio, I struggle to remember the long story. It was not a romantic night, but very visually stimulating and educational.
Darkside, Darkside Fiction
By Anonymous | May 12, 2009 |
It’s the gorditas sonrientas who will put a rush order on my laundry load with a simple alfajor bribe
Darkside, Strange but True
By Anonymous | April 28, 2009 |
I moved to Buenos Aires and was living in a group house in a sleepy neighborhood called Barracas. There isn’t much to do – which was fine for me. I’m a stay-at-home and smoke-a-fat-joint kinda girl, but my friend who came with me to Argentina was pissy that we hadn’t gone out yet. So, another [...]