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Metrópole Dance, Rua das Ninfas, 125 - Boa Vista, Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.

É sexta-feira e começa ao anoitecer. 1.500 pessoas como uma mágica, a turma da diversidade, a turma cabeça, a turma adepta da liberdade segue rumo a uma só direção: o cruzamento das Ruas José de Alencar e Giriquiti no coração do bairro da Boa Vista. O lugar se tornou o ponto ao ar livre mais badalado da noite GLS do Recife e consagrou mais uma vez o bairro da Boa Vista, como o bairro gay da cidade a exemplo do bairro Soho de Londres onde tudo é permitido.

Beijo ! Na maior encruzilhada GLS da cidade, os encontros são inevitáveis e todas as tribos procurar seus pares, seus amigos. É para o bom papo, para paquerar, livrar-se do stress da semana e até encontrar um amor ou viver uma aventura. Por lá é comum ver os casais gays super à vontade. Gente de mãos dadas, num abraço ou naqueles beijos calorosos e inevitáveis.

Pincel Gay ! Gay Globo ! A agitação conta ainda com opções para beber e comer na base do bom e barato. Quem sai do trabalho e nem teve tempo de comer vai direto a mine pastelaria do local com deliciosos sabores. A cervejada ninguém dispensa e acontece no meio da rua, nas calçadas ou nas mesas de bares como o Pithausen, Sete Cores e o Mustang onde rola som ao vivo.

As Top Drags do MKB (Meu Kaso Bar) no Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. O lugar já é famoso há mais de vinte anos como ponto GLS, mas nunca foi tão agitado, bem frequentado e com boas opções de diversão para a turma da diversidade. A multidão de gays, lésbicas, bissexuais e simpatizantes que invade o local nas noites de sexta-feira (em outros dias o movimento é menor) transformou o coração da Boa Vista no maior território ao ar livre destinado a liberdade de expressão. A tradição gay do bairro se deve ainda a maior It is so gay ! concentração boates GLS da cidade como a Metrópole, Club 69, MKB (Meu Kaso Bar), além de quatro saunas, como a Sauna Termas Boa Vista, a Sauna Termas 111, a Sauna Termas Center e a Sauna Termas Recife e quatro cinemas, como o Cinema Cinemix, o Cine Ritz, o Cine Astor e o Cine Especial.

Recife Centro,
o Bairro da Boa Vista é 24 horas Gay !

Fogos ! A vida GLBTS recifense reserva opções para os motivados que queiram esticar pelo dia e pela madrugada. São saunas, cinemas, shoppings, bares e boates. para Gera Cyber e as Bardrags da Boate do Club 69 em Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. todos os estilos, que formam o roteiro da diversão. O circuito para gays, lésbicas e simpatizantes não é mais tão restrito como há um ano e hoje oferece várias opções para os visitantes.

Tela Gay ! O Caricata Salário Minimo do Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. O Bairro da Boa Vista é considerado o Bairro Gay do Recife. Muito provavelmente por ser o coração gls da cidade, a turma da diversidade tem se multiplicado pelos seus arredores. O cruzamento das ruas José de Alencar e Giriquiti próximo ao Shopping Boa Vista, coração do bairro, é o ponto ao ar livre mais badalado da noite GLS do Recife; onde quase tudo é permitido.

Bem ao lado está o Shopping Boa Vista (apelidado carinhosamente pela comunidade de "Shopping Boa Bicha"). Funciona de segunda a sábado, até às 21h e domingo até às 19 : 00 horas. Na praça da alimentação no segundo andar, mais um ponto de encontro. Lá se pode paquerar, encontrar os amigos Gera Cyber no Show na Sauna Termas Boa Vista em Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. depois do trabalho, pegar um cineminha e até namorar. Uma opção de cinema barato é o Teatro e Cinema do Parque, com sessões de R$ 1,00. Mas trata-se de cinema tradiional. Cinema erôtico é o Cinemix, ao lado do edificio do Módulo (referência na Boa Vista) e funciona de segunda a domingo dàs 12 : 00 h às 24 : 00 h. Entre outras opções de cinemas erôticos tem o Cine Ritz, o Cine Astor e o Cinema Especial. Todos são próximos ao Parque Treze de Maio.

A turma da Boa Vista se reúne no Mustang (Lanchonete, Restaurante, Choparia e Bar), Pithausen (Lanchonete e Bar) e Sete Cores (Bar e Dancing). É para o bate-papo, paquerar, sair do stress... São opções com menor custo. As pessoas vão de um bar a outro. Dependendo do movimento, o bafon é na rua mesmo, ou nas calçadas. O Mustang, próximo ao Shopping Boa Vista, oferece no cardápio almoço e jantar, diariamente dàs 12 : 00 horas até 2 : 00 horas da madrugada.

Caricatas e Top drag-queens no Show na Boate MKB (Meu Kaso Bar) em Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. Basta visitar algum desses locais recifenses para perceber que existem infinitas formas de combinar os elementos que envolvem uma boa noitada. É justamente isso que dá personalidade a cada lugar. Os resultados vão desde um botecão lotado e ruidoso até um cantinho charmoso e tranqüilo aonde se deve ir bem acompanhado, de locais só freqüentados por determinadas turmas a espaços ecléticos onde se celebra tudo o que possa valer um brinde... A noite recifense é tão efervescente que chega a ser comparada com outros grandes centros. E com certeza vem a ser uma das melhores opções para o público GLS. No Recife tem tudo isso e muito mais. Que tal comprovar?

Tendo o Pátio de São Pedro como palco, sempre às terças, as noites no centro da cidade se enchem de alegria, cores, música e misticismo, ao som dos maracatus, Pátio da Igreja de São Pedro no Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil - Hotel Pousada Peter, Olinda, Pernambuco, Brasil - Galeria de Arte grupos de afoxés, rodas de capoeira, grupos de rap e bandas de reggae. O evento Terça Negra é coordenado pela Brigada Zumbi dos Palmares, Movimento Negro Unificado e Prefeitura do Recife. Semanalmente, cerca de 1 500 pessoas comparecem ao Pátio de São Pedro.

A Praça Maciel Pinheiro fica em frente ao Teatro do Parque na Rua do Hospicio com varios bares com comidas regionais, onde se encontrão os artistas.

Para dançar no Recife, as opções não se Metrópole Dance, Rua das Ninfas, 125 - Boa Vista, Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. restringem aos clubes. Alguns bares no Recife também cedem lugar para os passos. O SPTZ, no bairro das Graças, funciona a partir de quarta-feira e atrai um público mais "light", procurando curtir MPB ao vivo, mas também conta com uma pequenininha pista com DJ às quintas-feiras.

Metrópole Dance, Rua das Ninfas, 125 - Boa Vista, Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. O Clube Metrópole, funciona às sextas, sábados e vésperas de feriado. Independente do dia, a Metrópole sempre oferece shows de strippers - os tops do Nordeste - e atrações de todas as partes do Brasil. O clube já foi apontado pela revista Veja como a melhor no segmento GLS abrangendo todo o Nordeste.

Diariamente, a partir das 15:00 horas, funcionam diversas saunas no bairro da Boa Vista:

Joel Siqueira da Sauna Termas Boa Vista do Recife com os Boys da Sauna na 3º Parada Gay em Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. A maior é a Termas Boa Vista, com sauna seca e a vapor, massagistas, duas salas de vídeo pornô e uma sala de músicas nacionais e internacionais, cabines e suítes, bar e restaurante excelentes e muito mais. Nos finais de semana tem shows de drags e stripper boys. Localiza-se na Rua Dom Manoel Pereira, 63, Boa Vista, fone: 81- 3423.3404.

Anjo da noite Também tem a Termas 111, localizada na Rua Corredor do Bispo, 111, Boa Vista, fone: 81-3223.5883. Ela oferece uma piscina, sauna a vapor, massagistas, suítes e cabines, duas salas de tv e uma sala de pornô e um bom bar com restaurante, a cada quarta feira tem shows. Mas também nos domingos e muitas vezes nos outros dias tem festas e eventos.

Boy ! E a Termas Center, localizada na Rua do Sossego, 62, Boa Vista, fone: 81-3221.5498. Oferece sauna a vapor, bar, massagistas e cabines. Aos sábados e domingos tem festas.

GLS ! GLS ! GLS ! Quando o assunto é domingayra, eis as Caricata e Top drag-queen Eva Venenosa no Show na Boate MKB (Meu Kaso Bar) em Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil. opções para quem quer badalar a noite. Na Rua Corredor do Bispo: Meu Kaso Bar (MKB). Tem a preferência popular da maioria gay e gls quando se fala do Centro do Recife de Quarta-Feira a Domingo. A noite ferve com varios ambientes, salão de brega e salão de pagode, com dancing eletronico. O ponto forte são os shows constantes de drag-queens e caricatas.

Serviço

   Shopping Boa Vista
Frente: Av. Conde da Boa Vista, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Fundos: Rua do Giriquiti, 48, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 3423 5666

   Terça Negra
Pátio de São Pedro, São José,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.

   Praça Maciel Pinheiro
Rua do Hospicio, Boa Vista,
(fica em frente ao Teatro do Parque),
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.

Mustang
(Chopearia, Lanchonete, Bar e Restaurante)
Avenida Conde da Boa Vista, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
(Ao lado do Shopping Boa Vista).

Pithausen (Bar e Lanchonete)
Rua Giriquiti, 139, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.

Sete Cores (Bar e Dancing)
Rua do Giriquiti, 195, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel: (81) 9149 0763

SPTZ (Bar e Dancing)
Rua Joaquim Nabuco, 534, Loja 1, Graças,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 9142 1551

Cine Astor
Rua Viconde de Suassuna, 875, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
(ao lado do Parque Treze de Maio)
Tel.: (81) 3222 6615

Cine Ritz
Rua Viconde de Suassuna, 875, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
(Ao lado do Parque Treze de Maio).
Tel.: (81) 3222 6615

Cine Especial
Rua da Saudade, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
(Próximo a faculdade de Direito do Recife).

Metrópole Dance
Rua das Ninfas, 125, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 3423 0123

MKB (Meu Koso Bar) Dancing
Rua Oliveira Lima, 778, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 3223 0921

Termas Boa Vista
Rua Dom Manoel Pereira, 63, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 3423 3404)

Termas 111
Rua Corredor do Bispo, 111, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 3223 5883

Termas Center
Rua do Sossego, 62, Boa Vista,
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil.
Tel.: (81) 3221 5498

Gay Sex and the City, Recife Life Style

by Adam Carter

Was it reality or just a myth? After all the hype, I was eager to see if there was any truth to the talk about Recife's pulsing nightlife. Dubbed the Rio of the Brazilian Northeast, I had to wonder: could Recife measure up to its vibrant cousin in the south? The night before Easter, a sultry Saturday, I ventured out on the town, only to find all of the local hotspots closed. Could Jesus' big day have anything to do with this Prohibition-looking clampdown? Yes and no. Though Brazil has more Catholics than any other country in the world, Brazilian people are hardly ones to sacrifice a little fun in the name of Jesus. (If you have any doubts, just look at the carnal Carnival celebration...)

I was alerted that the exodus of city-dwellers was normal for this Easter weekend, which is one of countless very-long weekends during which the Brazilians escape from the cities in search of the ultimate nirvana: beach. Porto de Galhinas is the place to be so on Easter Sunday I jumped in a pirate bus/minivan, which though they are technically illegal due to their horrible safety record, still roam the streets with regularity, ferrying millions around every day for 33 cents a ride. Easter Sunday was Heart ! hardly what most would call a religious celebration until you reflect that for Brazilians, beach is church. I saw a bumper sticker on a beach buggy here that summed it all up: Jesus Was A Surfer. So, what better way to celebrate the big guy's return than to eat 5 cent oysters on the half-shell, play some beach soccer and a swim in the wild blue sea...

Back in the city for the "work week," which leisurely began on Tuesday, I must admit my expectations for mid-week celebrations were not too high. And then I met Bruno, the effeminate man with the masculine name, a flamboyant hairdresser in one of Recife's trendiest salons. Bruno happens to be the next-door neighbor of my buddy Jose. Here in Recife "studying" for his Masters, Jose is the dialectic opposite of Bruno's femininity, as he is a hardened jiu-jitsu fighter hailing from Spain, Texas, and Italy (yes, quite a mix of Spanish romance, Menino Energetico ! Texan strength, and Italian suaveness, or at least, that is what he tries so hard to portray...). Although we had heard stories about Bruno, mainly involving the vast selection of boy-toys this 35 year-old often brought back to his pad in the wee hours of the morning, we had no intention of selecting him as our local guide for a big night out.

Ahh, but now I must introduce the third character of this adventure, none other than my continental companion, Lazaro. When Laz heard about Bruno's profession, his eyes lit up, as visions of free haircuts and hair dyes danced through his head. When he asked to be introduced to Bruno, Jose consented, but not before warning Laz that unless he flirted with Bruno, he probably would not qualify for any discount, let alone a free cut. For many heterosexual men, acting gay is a revolting thought, but for Laz, it has become old hat. Allow me to digress...

Safer Sex ! A month or two back, when the two of us rented a house in the idyllic beach spot of Gaibu. Laz and I were befriended by a few local females that had taken quite a liking to this lively duo. The only problem (and one that has caused a fair amount of problems in this sensual land) is that Laz has a girlfriend at home. So, instead of merely telling the truth (which had become quite monotonous), Laz decided, "What the hell – I'll just play the gay role." This performance provided an endless supply of laughs, mainly because many of Laz's normal activities lend an air of homosexuality in themselves, act or not.

Beating Heart ! Laz is my best friend in the world and I must admit has a knack for attracting amazing females, but he seems to have quite an appeal for many men as well. This should not be too big a surprise; after all, the guy shaves his chest, wears orange tank tops, has an extensive jewelry collection, occasionally bursts into Broadway tunes, writes poetry and drinks coffee with his pinky finger extended. The point is that if someone could pull off the homosexual act, Laz is that man. And act he did. After the first day, when the girls and I insisted he at least "see what it is like to be with a girl," Laz held firm. Instead, he talked about supposed ex-beaus and what hair color he wanted next. This act would have been impressive for a few hours, but his week-long endurance was unparalleled.

Looking for a hot holiday ? Things got interesting when Itamar, the local gay bar-owner, befriended us. As I was spinning tunes as the resident deejay, Itamar was gazing dreamily into Laz's eyes, making us wonder if the girls had alerted Itamar about Laz's "status." The stakes were suddenly increased when we found ourselves sitting on our veranda, sipping drinks with the girls when Itamar showed up. Within minutes the subject of sex came up and when Laz's female fan blurted out, "Didn't you Looking for a hot holiday ? know – Laz is gay," I tried not to laugh as I watched Itamar smile and Laz look around nervously, a glance which seemed to say, "What have I gotten myself into this time?" Later that evening, as Laz was taking a shower in his bathroom (the one with a curtain for a door), the girls walked in on him to say hello. Apparently, gay men are not exempt from the invasive entrance of females. Not to be undone, at the end of the evening, Laz was again invaded, when he looked up to see Itamar standing in front of him.

"Itamar, what are you doing!?!"

Rainbow ! Arco Iris ! Regenbogen ! "Watching you," Itamar calmly responded.

This story has a happy ending (well, not for Itamar) as Laz managed to leave Jeri with his "virginity" intact, but when Jose brought up the idea of a gay act, Laz and I could only laugh. Little did I know I was the one about to play that role...

When we showed up at the salon and met Bruno, he was quite pleased to see the three of us had come to visit. "Olha – que bonitos," he swooned with a splendor you could only love. After a few minutes of chit-chat, Bruno announced, "Ah, you just have to Rainbow ! Arco Iris ! Regenbogen ! come to the party tonight!" Heeding Bruno's advice, we put together some stylish outfits and arrived fashionably at a little before midnight. By now quite a party crew had been assembled. Leading the pack was Bruno, ostentatiously decked out in shiny silver shirt, loose red tie and oversized sunglasses. To his side was his eccentric astrologist friend, who showed up to the party, a fashionable birthday celebration for a famous local Brazilian designer, without any shoes on her feet and mandalas hanging from her neck. And rounding out the posse were two of Bruno's boy-toys. Actually, I was thankful Bruno arrived with companions, as entering this pulsing nightclub on Bruno's arm was not the entrance I was cherishing.

Pombo ! But Bruno had other plans. "Listen guys, I don't have enough invites, so just go along with what I say, okay?" And before we could stammer an answer, he alerted his buddies to wait and enter on their own, at which point he happily wrapped arms with us and brought us to the front door. Strutting through the amassed crowd out front of O Teatro, I felt like I was attending a Hollywood premiere. Everyone was decked out and there was a plethora of beautiful people all around, many of which were trying to manipulate their Gaivota ! way past the bouncers and into the party. With the grace of a gliding swan, Bruno led us through the multitudes as he seemed to kiss everyone in sight, until we were face-to-face with the smiling doorman. They obviously knew Bruno and were in the process of exchanging pleasantries when Bruno grabbed our hands and introduced us as Adam and Jose, international male models. The doorman looked us up and down, gave the approving nod and just like that we had infiltrated the upper crust of Recife society.

Condom ! It was obvious from the get-go that money was not an object for this party's organizers. Clowns greeted us at the door, handing out party favors and the hallway and stairway were decorated like a psychedelic circus tent with swirling colors and flashing lights. Soon, we came to another room, full of black lights and mountains of candy. After grabbing some sweets, we pushed open the doors and were swept into the thumping netherworld of a deep house club. Jose and I had followed Bruno into the crowded scene, glancing at the array of stunning females, but we suffered a setback when Bruno grabbed us to his side and made his appearance known, as he paraded us through the dancing divas. Every time we were introduced, Bruno seemed to embellish our status, as one girl suddenly came up to me and said, "So, you work with Giorgio?"

"Uhh, Giorgio?" I stammered, "Who is that?"

"Armani. Bruno tells me you model for him."

"Ohh! You mean Gio! Yes, of course - but no one calls him Giorgio," I replied quickly.

Cubo Gay ! As the parade continued, I could see certain females eying Jose and I. I will not admit any power of extra-sensory perception, but I swear they were trying to ascertain whether our friendship with Bruno went a little deeper (pardon the pun). Looking for an opportunity to break from the crowd and establish the truth, I received the perfect cue when Bruno whispered that the woman that just passed was the former Miss Brazil. That is when I vanished and only when I looked back, like a driver fleeing the scene of a crime, did I see Jose on my heels in hot pursuit. Yes, we had made a clean getaway and were headed right for the last bastion of heterosexuality: the nearest beauty queen.

Gay Flag ! Miss Brazil was far from ugly, but she was even further from intelligent. She was seated with some big-wigs that were ordering bottles of Scotch with the utmost regularity. In case anyone was wondering, if you ever see people paying for drinks at a party with open bar, you know they are rich. "What, walk to the bar to get a drink? Hardly – bring me a bottle of Scotch on the double!" But, here in Recife, money talks. It also connives, convinces and manipulates and allows an unattractive 65 year-old man to walk up to Miss Brazil and take her from me in a matter of Beijo ! Kiss ! Kuss ! seconds. Once the Brazilian Hugh Hefner made away with his prize, I wandered back to the dance-floor but soon felt that all-too-familiar hand grip my wrist. "Danzamos," Bruno yelled as he spun me around like a top. Somehow he had attracted some cameramen and within seconds I found myself playing second fiddle to Bruno's twists and turns. Smile for the camera! Luckily, I was soon rescued, or so I thought, by some girl that grabbed me and posed with me in front of another flash. Click! The flash of the bulb pierced the through the flashing lights of the club, the girl smiled and another moment was memorialized. A website photographer Heat ! Calor ! suddenly appeared, and as I was jostled into position, I felt like I was being showcased and exhibited. Was I to be auctioned off to the highest bidder or merely used as fodder for some sleazy girl's ego? Either way, I had had enough, so I enmeshed myself into the tangled web of dancing bodies, coalescing myself with the rhythm of the smooth pulsating tunes. Jose soon broke away from some model he was kissing to tell me that Miss Beauty Queen was interested in me, but was nervous of the senator finding out.

"The senator? What does he have to do with this?"

"Didn't you see him – that is the senator of Pernambuco and she is his girlfriend. Well, sort of – you see, she just uses him for his money, as you could probably tell."

Bandeira Brasileira ! Brazilian Flag ! With this not-surprising news, I decided to break out of the surreal scene and made my way outside and across the boulevard to the beach where a waning crescent moon shed a calming glow. Sitting on the sand in my fancy clothes, I reflected back on the bogus bash I had surreptitiously snuck into. Everyone was so busy putting on airs, it seems they hardly had time to enjoy themselves. Having escaped the phony festivities, seeking solace on the moon-lit coast, I thought about the innumerable realities we find ourselves living. Not only do we each have our own idea of what reality is, we are all capable of altering these individual realities. Though we strive to live truthfully, aren't we all acting in some sense? The hermit in the hills may not have to alter his behavior, but the rest of us that interact socially are all guilty of putting on airs, no matter how insignificant they may seem. My friend poses as a homosexual to scare off women, I masquerade as a model to get into a party and a beauty queen has a scandalous affair for the money. Looking up to the moon for an answer, I watched as a wispy gray cloud slid past, not blocking the moon's luminescence but merely obscuring it a bit, altering its appearance. It seems that not even the moon can boast absolute truth, for just like us, it passes through cycles and each day sports a new look; from a faint glimmer of a fingernail crescent, it waxes into a happy half and finally blossoms into a fulfilled full moon.

I had set out on a mission seeking the truth about Recife's Flag ! raucous reputation, but on this wild Wednesday night, I had come to a greater realization. We are all capable of dictating our own realities and we are all players in the same grand game. So, if you have to put on an air to see how the other half lives, enjoy the moment, but don't get swept away in the fantasy. For at the end of the day, your true identity must be revealed, just as the moon outshines the wispy cloud above the dark Brazilian beach.