You know what doesn't suck? The Russian & Turkish Baths on 10th street. I went with Jeanine and holy shit, what a trip. It's this old-fashioned, kinda ghetto spa place that's been there for like 100 years, with different kinds of saunas and steam rooms, like the Russian room that's all made of stone and it's so fucking hot that they have freezing cold water running and filling up all these buckets and everyone takes the buckets and just dumps them over their heads constantly. And you can pay an old Russian lady to cover you in mud and beat you with eucalyptus leaves. And there's a freezing cold pool you're supposed to jump in after you leave each room and when I jumped in it was so fucking freezing cold, it was actually painful, like all my muscles seized up and I think I screamed. But then I watched other women go in and they all screamed too.
Wednesday mornings are women-only so everyone's naked and I know it's wrong but I love staring at boobs. They're just all so different and fascinating! It was nice being around lots of naked wet ladies with all different kinds of bodies and no one cared. I wonder what it's like on co-ed days. People probably wear bathing suits and might be too self-conscious to rub themselves down with loofahs and salt-scrubs and do weird hippie stretching things like everyone was doing.
My skin is really soft now and I feel like I sweated out all the toxins left over in me from smoking.
It was so cheap too. $25 and you can stay as long as you want. You should totally go.
This picture is afterwards in the little eatery in the front where Jeanine got borscht.
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