Category Archives: semi-fiction

NICHT FUN by Peter Nolan Smith

In the autumn of 1982 Henri Flesh and I flew to Berlin. We booked rooms at the Hotel Kempenski for a three-day holiday from BSIR, Hamburg’s most popular club, after working the entire summer. That night the French DJ and I went out to the Dschungel in Charlottesburg, where we ran into a pair of […]

Naked Fight A Paris 1985

On a Friday morning an Air France flight from Los Angeles landed on time at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. Sharon and Amber exit from the 747 and proceeded through the terminal to pick up their luggage, four big bags packed with exotic clothing. Men and women stared at the two women dressed sexily, […]

Naked Fight A Paris 1985

On a Friday morning an Air France flight from Los Angeles landed on time at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. Sharon and Amber exit from the 747 and proceeded through the terminal to pick up their luggage, four big bags packed with exotic clothing. Men and women stared at the two women dressed sexily, […]

A Jew Canoe

In the 50s crackers from the South christened a Cadillac with New York plates passing through Dixie as the ‘Jew Canoe’. That decade and the 1960s marked the zenith of the glory for Detroit cars. Americans abandoned their boats during the 1973 Oil Embargo for more fuel-efficient foreign cars and the Mercedes-Benz sedans surfaced as […]

G’MAR CHATIMA TOVA ET OI VEY by Peter Nolan Smith

Several years ago I rode my bike down Kent Street to Williamsburg. Scores of Hassidim were flocking out of the Brooklyn shtel. They congregated by the East River to atone for their sins and the Expulsion from Eden. Men and women were separated by a fence and I thought about taking a photo, but realized […]