This massage parlor treats its customers like doormats—literally. Since 1971, Salon de Tokyo has quietly touted itself as the most traditional Shiatsu joint in New York City, offering services with modest price tags that sustain a longtime underground fan club. Bill Murray and Marsha Mason have been devotees of the spa’s Japanese-based therapy for the last fifteen years; Uma Thurman and Gene Hackman pay frequent visits to the bland office-building digs, too. But this tiny spa’s sparkle comes not from its clients, but its therapists. Their signature one-hour treatment begins with a trip inside the sauna followed by a kneading of every muscle imaginable, from the neck down to the Achilles tendon. It’s a dry rub (no oils are used), intended to tenderize you for the next step, when a lithe lady climbs onto your bed and, gripping a metal pole for balance, steps up and down your sheet-covered torso. Privacy is precarious here, and semi-open doors mean the moans and groans you hear may not be your own. Also, both sexes share one changing room, two shower stalls, and a small hallway, so drape carefully if shyness is an issue.Home Visits
Tokyo’s therapists will do home or hotel visits for personal massage service at a price that’s still lower than what other spas charge in-house.
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