I highly, highly doubt this to be the case. This rumor has been floating around Man's World for way more than 2 years. Until I see a wrecking ball demolishing brick, I still won't believe it to be the case.
If it should, however, I suggest we move the Sunday afternoon bear parties to Steamworks. No, it's not as convenient parking-wise - but it sure as hell beats the "step down" that Man's Country would be.
Because of the rumor, I decided to try Man's Country on a Saturday night when it presumably would be at its busiest. I got stuck in one of those first floor rooms with the timed lighting (dark, semi-dark, almost pitch black, suddenly operating room glare, over and over again all evening.) Because these two "chatty-cathys" at the end of the hall wouldn't shut the fuck up about their workout routines, I got absolutely zero cruise traffic.
Moving through the building wasn't much better. The only place with any video porn was the theater dancefloor and they were busy setting up for some super-elaborate stage show with plumes of white fabric and complicated lighting moves. By 1:00 p.m. the show still hadn't gone on, nearly no bathhouse attendees were still waiting around and to top it off, THERE WERE ACTUAL WOMEN IN THE CRUISE AREA. Not trannies. But full-fledged women, giggling and waiting for the strippers to arrive. Nothing kills a horny bathhouse vibe like drunk bachelorettes. The highest concentration of people was in the television room where approximately 12 hideous hose-beasts were intently watching "The Exorcism of Emily Rose" on the big-screen television and smoking like little chimneys.
The second floor seems reserved for scraggly, just-above-street-person types that like to smoke illegal substances. The air was thick with non-cigarette type smoke. Almost no rooms were open to the hallways. What little sex seemed to be happening (and mind you, this was in 2, maybe 3 rooms in the ENTIRE PLACE) was behind closed doors. There doesn't seem to be an orgy space. Gloryholes are nonexistent. Bears of any type (my sole interest at any of these places) were in seriously short supply. I stayed for maybe an hour and a half, drumming my fingers on my blank cubicle wall and wanting desperately to strangle tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee, trading post-workout smoothie recipes for all to hear.
Maybe it was an off night. But I kinda doubt it.
Steamworks has serious drawbacks as we all know. The twinkies can't seem to douse themselves in enough chemical scents, "product" or shameless attitude. (Who wants to fuck a hairless skeleton anyway?) The price is significantly higher than Man's World ever was. The theme rooms might as well not be there for all the chance you actually have of scoring one. The closeted married guys (who seemed to be the heart and soul of Man's World) won't come within a thousand yards of Boystown, let alone an "out" there and obvious bathhouse like Steamworks. There is zero parking, unless you want to pay outrageous lot fees. And did I mention the overabundance of hideous, full-of-themselves twinks?
But the facility, when properly "manned," can't be beat. As much as possible, we need to migrate the usual Man's World crowd over to Steamworks. With Man's Country seemingly beyond redemption, Steamworks becomes our only choice.
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