Almost quaint, those old massage/sauna anecdotes. And episodes sadly missed.

Anyone ever speculate on what the $$ might be today in those dens had they survived?

Pointless, I guess.

I hope a choice few of today's notable independents are doing BETTER for themselves in their "new" environs. We know who they are, and we know they deserve it.

Before my nostalgia train leaves the station (light rail, of course) does anyone recall a 30-something, short-haired and very busty blonde at the old place on Chicago?

Fun, fun, fun - two-way fun. And a nice wave goodbye in the back parking lot on the way out.

Oh, but we could go on, huh?