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At first glance, the Ji Li Tui Na Center—located where Chinese fish markets give way to Lower East Side boutiques—may seem a little shady. All but hidden below street level and then down a dank hallway, the virtual cave of massage services is basically four pink lavatory-like stalls with white eyelet curtains for privacy. But once clients strip down to their knickers and close their eyes to the plastic flowers, the timed massages are unquestionably effective even with Asian Muzak and the syrupy smell of air freshener. Typical treatments begin with dry acupressure followed by vigorous tui na with a cooling salve, then conclude with hot wet towels and a brisk rubdown. At 40 bucks an hour, you’ll have enough cash left for dim sum. — Sarah Walker