Dark corridors of gay saunas are the playing field of men seeking pleasure with other men. They hunt or let themselves hunt in a neverending ritual.
Hunters follow their prey in the labyrinth of dark rooms. Preys either escape or disappear into a cabin when ready for capture.
Nobody talks, being cultivated and well educated won’t bring you anywhere here. What is found here is more profound or superficial depending on your point of view. The hunting game can last for hours.
Cheap lasers give a festive atmosphere to the dark corridors. Their rotation and twirling recall dance clubs. But they are only recalls: lost emotions. In the end, dark rooms are not getting any gayer, it is fun memories that are getting darker.
Laser lights enlight nothing, razer beams uncover nothing. Far from revealing anything, intensity of light beams makes everything look darker by contrast.