You Luo Li

Been to this place a few times so far — its in the heart of Brooklyn’s Chinatown and they aggressively hand-​distribute flyers throughout Sunset Park and Dyker Heights. Its open 24 hours, which is awesome. Prices are cheap: $ 35 for an hour of bodywork. Young, svelte, exotic staff. And the massages – strictly as massages – are extremely skillful. I would definitely take a sports injury here or any type of typical ache or pain. Unusual techniques, not often found in typical salons. For example, one girl will perch on you from behind and ‘walk’ up and down your figure using only her kneecaps. Another girl will massage inside your ears with Q-​Tips. Fantastic, creative, delicate touch. But the big problem with this place is that they just do not ‘get it’. Know what I mean? Admittedly, there is not strong ability with the English language – but no, that’s still not it. What do they think guys’re coming here for? Other cons: seedy location. Set just in from one of the busiest streetcorners in Chinatown. Loud, bustling, sticky, grimy outside. Meanwhile, the business is in a gloomy basement; and the foyer has a couple scummy Chinese losers lounging around on couches. The whole place has rather suspect cleanliness. Worry about creepy-​crawlies in this part of the city, y’know? Massage rooms are tiny; with crazy, red colored walls. Glass-​paned doors on each room. It doesn’t ever feel ‘truly’ private. Massage tables: unfortunately a bit old and splintery; and they play too-​loud Chinese pop music during a session. Finally, they insist you wear a special pair of dorky ‘cotton briefs’ during the bodywork. But all this would be acceptable if they just ‘did what they’re supposed to do’. Like I said, the girls are pretty hot. But… sheeesh. How misguided can you get?