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January 06, 2011

Café con piernas

Chile's Racy Coffee Shops: Making Hooters Look Tame

Two minutes ago, I was in front of the Palacio de la Moneda, in Santiago, Chile, standing in the sun with well-fed stray dogs, looking for the window of President Salvador Allende's office, where he died in 1973. Now I'm in a dark room surrounded by women in glow-in-the-dark thongs and the smoke's so heavy I can hardly breathe. I'm in a tunneled strip mall in the city center, in an unnamed coffee shop marked with a single sign: abierto. Open.

My waitress's white g-string glows in the black light. Her stockings too, which reach up her thighs and connect via a proper six-strap garter belt. As she leans over to serve the suits on the other side of the room, she casually gives my side of the horseshoe bar a view of her bare bottom. Then she greets me formally, with two kisses, and asks me how I am, as if we were old friends.

The café con piernas nickname for these coffee houses brings to mind a trip to Mexico City in the late 90s. My hosts told me that to improve my Spanish I should find a diccionario con piernas - or in other words, a Spanish-speaking girlfriend.


Posted by joke du jour at January 6, 2011 06:01 PM

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