Well, another great tale to start my day. Tales of alphabet city, which I also visited a few times during my time living in the city. A little later than your story but definitely pre gentrification. Big Smile.
Oh god, reminds me of the time our Greek friend (with the buff bod and big shlong) showed up at our apartment with a porn reel, and a projector, and tried to talk my room mate into financing a foray into smut. It was my first porn, and I actually retched. Money was not forthcoming. That was Chicago. BTW, we were neighbors in NYC. I was on 9th between B & C in 1971. John Smead, Ping Chong, and I shared a place. We were all performing in Meredith Monk's "Vessel."
Well, another great tale to start my day. Tales of alphabet city, which I also visited a few times during my time living in the city. A little later than your story but definitely pre gentrification. Big Smile.
Ha, ha, one sticky super eight frame at a time!
Oh god, reminds me of the time our Greek friend (with the buff bod and big shlong) showed up at our apartment with a porn reel, and a projector, and tried to talk my room mate into financing a foray into smut. It was my first porn, and I actually retched. Money was not forthcoming. That was Chicago. BTW, we were neighbors in NYC. I was on 9th between B & C in 1971. John Smead, Ping Chong, and I shared a place. We were all performing in Meredith Monk's "Vessel."