Yup.
I'm kind of nostalgic for the old days sometimes when the combination of youthful horniness and a more restrictive industry created a kind of excitement I rarely feel anymore. I remember going to an absolutely smoke choked Cheaters Tavern on Yonge and walking in cross-eyed with lust and my dick already hard at the thought that a blonde gilf would be pressing her boobs against my dick through my pants. There were only one or two places in the whole city to get that kind of action for $40.00 worth of dances.
Now as you say, you can get practically anything, thank goodness. If things continue developing as they have over the last couple of decades, I may live to see the day where it's absolutely commonplace for the average university girl to make a few bucks on the side. It kind of already is in some asian countries.