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I actually, like the idea of the uncertainty associated with cruising. You go out and try. No one is to be taken for granted, and yup, you may or may not be wasting your time and money. It comes with the territory.
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I loved the variety of men, older, younger, blue-collar, white-collar, etc. In the time when I was cruising parks and beaches I lived near or in San Diego and mainly encountered whites and a few Latinos. Maybe Blacks and Asians had other ways of hooking up, cultural differences and all. Anyhow, I never ran into anyone repulsive, or maybe I was just slutty back then. It was basically whoever wanted to have a good time.
An aside: When I first moved to that area from DC one of my questions was, "Why aren't there any Black people?"
Turns out they were present but in much fewer numbers and segregation, though not as obvious as in racially-charged DC, still existed. One company where I worked had about 250 employees and I only met two Blacks there. But I digress...
The thing about striking out or wasting your time was frustrating. That was why I'd prefer to go to the park or the beach instead of to an ABS or whatever. I'd have a good time anyhow, I'd get fresh air and exercise and so on.
When I lived near a beach I'd take a walk down the coast road to it on the weekend or in the evening after work, or sometimes I'd drive to Black's Beach. From work, it was a short drive for a lunch break at the San Clemente Canyon nature trails. There was quite a bit of "wildlife" in the canyon some days. Some of the same guys also appeared in Balboa Park in the evenings. The usual faces, the usual places...
Now years later, I'm back "home" in Texas and life has brought more responsibilities, less free time, no play time. It's OK, since there's a time for everything and sometimes duty, work, and family calls on you more. I look back on those days very fondly, though, with a sense of having been much more free than I realized at the time.