"If you come to the Russian and Turkish Baths expecting soothing balms, thick towels, and gentle ministrations of flower-scented infusions, head elsewhere. This is a rough-hewn place -- and proud of it."
"If you come to the Russian and Turkish Baths expecting soothing balms, thick towels, and gentle ministrations of flower-scented infusions, head elsewhere. This is a rough-hewn place -- and proud of it."
Laughing at one of the comments on the link .. “The masseuse is a burly Russian who has me lie on a firm padded table. He pounds my body like a piece of veal. He uses his fingers to massage my muscles so deeply that it feels like he is trying to attack my vital organs. I tell him to let up and he does a bit, but I leave there wishing I had stuck to the birch branch whipping.”