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Saturday, December 11, 1999
Naked in Macau: Canadian strippers have favoured nation status


Patrick Graham
National Post
Y.C. Leung, National Post
Canadian stripper Ashley Heart says the hardest part of working in Macau is
doing four shows daily for 60 days straight.

MACAU - The Portuguese will pull out of Macau at midnight Dec. 19 and the
colony will fall into Chinese hands after nearly 450 years. Well, not exactly
hands, at least as far as the Canadian assets are concerned.

As the sign in a private room at the back of the Jai-Alai strip club
cautions: "Guests are requested not to touch the dancers."

Canada, you see, exports a consistent flow of exotic dancers to Macau, and
their prospects seem bright despite looming communist control. China has set
up a number of economic zones, but Macau is likely to remain its erogenous
zone thanks to the popularity of Canadian strippers.

"Even when they are dirty dancing, they have technique," said Francisco
Coelho, owner of the Jai-Alai Show Palace, in his windowless office above a
brothel in the Lisboa Hotel. "They show everything, but it's pretty."

Mr. Coelho has hired dancers from around the world. The Russians and
Yugoslavs are one-third the price of the Canadians, he said, but they lack
style.

The Brazilians are pretty good, but he now hires only Canadians, who make
twice their normal salaries working in Macau.

Mr. Coelho wants the acts to be fun without being vulgar, which seems to be
-- among exotic dancers at least -- one of Canada's national virtues.

One-third of the customers who come to his bar are women brought in on
package tours from mainland China for a taste of capitalist decadence in
Asia's steamiest backwater. Too much raunch, said Mr. Coelho, and these
tourists are likely to flee the Jai-Alai in embarrassment and the tours will
stop instead at the less explicit "Crazy Paris Show," Macau's version of the
French capital's "Crazy Horse" and "Moulin Rouge."

"It's pretty easy. I have fun on stage," said Ashley Heart, the stage name of
one of the Canadian dancers. "The most difficult part is the repetitiveness,
four shows a day for 60 days straight."

The Portuguese administration has tried to clean up the city for the handover
ceremony on Dec. 20 -- it staged a show trial of flamboyant gang leaders and
arrested Russian prostitutes who lined the streets -- but the changes are
purely cosmetic. The incoming Chinese government is unlikely to tinker too
much with the formula of gambling and sex that drives the economy of an
enclave with only 420,000 people and few industries.

Although Mr. Coelho owns both a strip club and a number of brothels, he said
the two businesses have little in common.

"Prostitution is prostitution and showgirls are showgirls," said Mr. Coelho,
who admitted that clients had approached him offering to pay 20 times the
going rate to meet the Canadian dancers. "The line is very clear. It's
totally different."

Although prostitution is illegal in Macau, as it is on the mainland, Mr.
Coelho doubts that any crackdown by the new administration will last very
long.

"It won't make any difference," he said. "Everything will be the same."

The only change in the industry, he said, was recent human rights legislation
banning the use of one-way mirrors where clients could choose among the Thai,
Vietnamese and Cambodian prostitutes who sat in little rooms behind glass.

"Before the girls were in a room like a fish bowl," he said, pointing to a
large aquarium in his office full of brightly coloured fish. "But a women's
group said it was a violation of human rights. Now the girls come out and you
can talk to them first."

Below his office, in the New Fuji Sauna, clients are greeted by men looking
like Brooks Brothers suit salesmen in blazers and blue-and-gold striped ties.
Instead of sitting on benches behind glass walls, young women wearing numbers
tucked into their bikinis stand in rows and smile at the clients in a foyer
decorated in yellow pine, like a Japanese restaurant. Nearby, a bas relief of
Mount Fuji hangs on the wall and a large religious phallus sits on the
counter where the women are said to have prayed during the recent economic
downturn, making offerings of condoms and candies.

At the Jai-Alai earlier this week, the first batch of tourists arrived for
the evening show. Led to their seats by women dressed in beige jackets and
short, blue kilts reminiscent of school uniforms worn by students at
Toronto's private schools, the 10 giggling women from mainland China hid
themselves at the back of the empty room.

Housed in an entertainment complex close to the ferry terminal linking Macau
with Hong Kong, the entrance for the Jai-Alai lies across from the UFO Disco
and just down the hall from the Emmanuelle Sauna, a euphemism for brothel in
Macau. Outside, former Thai kick-boxers guard the entrance.

As the room filled with men and women, the music grew suddenly louder with a
heavy drum beat and smoke poured on to a stage shaped like a grand piano with
a small shower at the front.
An announcer introduced the first dancer, Andrea, rhyming off her
measurements in Chinese. Four songs later, having climbed a brass pole six
metres high and hung upside down, Andrea stood on stage wearing nothing more
than a tattoo, a belly button ring and thigh-high, white vinyl boots. Putting
her hands together to encourage applause, she left the stage followed by
scattered, nervous clapping.

"The crowd here is a lot more intimidated -- in Canada they yell and scream,"
said Jade, a 23-year-old from Vancouver who goes by the stage name Darcy
Diamond. "I think they look up to us. We're on a pedestal because we're
different. At home they can go to Hooter's and see big-breasted white girls
any time."

Wrapped in a purple boxer's cape, Ms. Diamond, accompanied by the club's
manager, sat on a red couch near a small stage in one of the VIP rooms.

"I love it here," she said after 58 days of her two-month contract. "At home
you work six days and then move to another club. Here, it's straight work."

The money is good, she said, though not as good as Alberta, where strippers
are well paid and get better tips than in British Columbia, home for most of
the Canadian strippers in the colony. In Macau, tips in local or Chinese
currency can seem pretty dismal after the exchange.

According to Ms. Diamond, strippers in Canada are paid depending on their
titles. She was a finalist in the Miss Nude British Columbia contest and
runner-up for Miss Nude Pacific Coast.
At night Ms. Diamond and the six other dancers go back to their hotel or out
to one of the nightclubs, although their contract stipulates they can't enter
any of Macau's 10 casinos "to avoid gambling debts." Sometimes she hangs out
with members of a Thai band playing at the UFO whom she met last year on her
first tour at the Jai-Alai.

During the day they can shop for silk in China or go to the Macau Grand Prix,
where Ms. Diamond had her picture taken with martial arts star Jackie Chan
who, it turns out, is "pretty tall for an actor.
"I'm thinking of going to school and getting into other areas," she said.
"This is a stepping stone to getting to where I want to be."

As her show ended, Ms. Diamond gave up trying to encourage the audience to
clap and sat on the edge of the stage soliciting tips from the front-row
patrons who, according to custom, place rolls of bills between her breasts.

The first couple, a young man and woman, began giggling and ran off into the
back of the room without paying.

Another man stared at her blankly until she leaned over and pretended to pull
money from inside his jacket pocket. Reluctantly, the man reached up
clutching a small roll of bills.

Beside him, a middle-aged woman held up a coin. Ms. Diamond looked at the
coin and then down at her breasts.

"I don't think so," she said, and moved down the stage.
National Post

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