Yeah, I fell victim to a variation of #3 here -
http://wander-argent...pular-swindles/ - my first night in Buenos Aires. Only, I genuinely did not
know I was going into a boliche. My friend and I were just wandering around random bars, most of which were not
boliches. We had heard of prostitute bars but did not have any sense of how to tell them apart.
I was thrown against a wall and attacked by one of these security guys, and ultimately had ARS600 extorted from me.
I was quite rattled, but that did not take away from my impression of the city substantially. That could've happened anywhere. I [permanently] live in downtown Atlanta; my average nighttime walk home from the office is probably more dangerous, on the whole.