I remember a picture in an old San Francisco Examiner of the interior of a bathhouse. All it showed was a dispenser of mouthwash.
Mouthwash? Funny. But not really.
I lived in SF decades ago and though I’m a woman, I knew several gay men. One very nice (and handsome) guy told me that they all had 10-15 “partners” every night that they went there. He also went to church eveery Sunday.
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