Thinking back, over 40 years, I always played within my means. No regrets, financially. It was always a treat, especially after a good day or good week, money-wise, I certainly deserved it and it was excess cash.
However, there was a time in the late nineties when I became a full-blown addict, and my spending on the hobby was competing with my earnings. It was difficult to keep the withdrawals being unnoticed by my SO. So, I started dating AMP girls, which stopped the hemorrhaging of cash. But, at one point, back then, I sold some rare old gold chains, antique watches and jewelry to keep up with the unquenchable visits, sometimes twice or thrice a day. Being out of control is not a good feeling. Glad that is over.
But, overall, no big loss of capital. In no way would the amount of money spent put me in a better financial position today if I had it all back.
I go to economy girls like in Flushing, and I love poor neighborhood brothels found in other countries. They have such a homey, lived-in demeanor, and the girls are earthy, simple, real and kind. They take you into their bosom for a few bucks and they know that you have come to them for female solace and comfort, take their nominal fee, thank you, give you a hug and tell you to come back again.
They, too, have EXACTLY all the same working parts of a high-priced Las Vegas Prima Donna, without the glitz, charm and storied reputation. Upon leaving a reasonable encounter, you have enjoyed taking care of your business, with plenty of cash still in your pocket to have absolutely no remorse that you were taken for a fool. In fact, you walk away relishing in the fact that you just had a really great time, at a great bargain, money well spent, sometimes far less than buying gas for your car.