My colleague Sergi Bravo Solé (@_sergibravoo_) had been saying for months that we had to go to Calipso because "everyone raved about it." After so much insistence, he finally convinced us to join him on his big night out. He walked in with a confidence that lasted exactly as long as it took him to cross the threshold. He came out an hour later, looking lost, walking strangely, and saying he preferred not to give details. Since then, he sits sideways in his chairs, and every time someone mentions Calipso, he automatically changes the subject. While he was living his adventure, I took the opportunity to have a drink with Óscar (the waiter). Excellent service, very friendly and professional. Without a doubt, the best part of the whole visit. On a positive note, the floor was so sticky that if you dropped a coin, you could consider it a donation to the establishment. In short: Sergi says it was an "unforgettable" experience. Seeing how he's still walking a few days later... I believe him.

I was with a girl who called herself Sofia. I asked her the price of her services, and she kept giving me the runaround. Finally, she invited me downstairs to a smaller, more intimate bar with sofas. She brought a friend along (double the expense and double the enjoyment). The whole thing cost me €270. Of course, I wanted to get my money's worth, and they told me it would be better in a private room, but there you'd have to order another drink. Since I refused (I'd already paid too much), her friend left. This Sofia called another friend, and I told her no, I didn't want to spend any more money. She said it didn't matter. Five minutes later, she was ordering a drink for her friend. Another €30. And it went on like that every five minutes, now upstairs, now downstairs, now to the pool, now... In the end, you're overwhelmed and broke.

Very good service! I went recently with my friend Max (ig:max.hepa) he was lucky enough to get a hairy brunette Peruvian, he says the most remarkable thing was her weight, he loved how she crushed his "marbles". He paid for an hour for the lady and she did such a good job that he had 58 minutes left over that he took advantage of to make tiktoks like 67. The truth is that Max still trembles when he remembers the pressure of that brunette; he says that the weight of the aunt was perfect to crush his "marbles" until they left them like five cent coins, a pleasant pain that made him explode in less than a rooster crows. With all the meat on the grill and the liquid gushing everywhere, the girl didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off her face because he was already pulling up his pants to take advantage of the extra time. It was a Dantesque spectacle: while she tried to clean up the mess of sheets with that smell of sweat and lust that filled the room, Max moved like an animal in heat in front of her, marking the package and touching the nail marks that the Peruvian had left on his back during those two minutes of wild glory. In the end, he left there with the cicada still beating, leaving the poor woman with a face full of stupor and the sheets turned into chrome.

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Be very careful there, don't accept anything to eat or drink from the girls, and if anything happens, the club boss will tell you that what happens in the room is none of our business. Find another club and go.