Category Archives: Sex

December 21, 1978 – East Village – Journal

January 3, 2024 – 2:42 pm

GG Barnums on West 45th Street was good fun, especially the trans trapeze act and dancing between a glamorous queen and ballerina; Shannon and Dove. Shannon kept sticking poppers under my nose and Dove too, whispering ‘fuck me, fuck her’ in all seriousness dancing to Chic’s FREAK. Grant and John joined us in the dance […]

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November 28, 1978 – East Village – Journal Entry

December 3, 2023 – 6:40 pm

Alice is busy with the play again. Two dates at Irving Plaza scheduled for December and I have been employed as the bouncer. That’s all I am good for thanks to my wicked smile and speedy fists. Alice’s only reason to be with me is as her protector, but never her pimp, although she denies […]

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Jill St. John

December 1, 2023 – 11:16 am

Written Sep 28, 2016 Jill St. John went out with Henry Kissinger. A short Jewish man with a paunch. A war criminal responsible for the deaths of millions in South East Asia. She must have seen something else in Kissinger, who once said, “Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac.” And someone as evil as Kissinger would […]

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November 26, 1978 East Village – Journal Entry

November 27, 2023 – 10:47 am

I’m completely broke once more after two week’s without work. I suppose this depression about money will be my guiding light for the futre, but I can’t worry about the trivialities about which I can’t do anything. Somehow I have to find a job. THE HUDSON DOCKS NOVEMBER 1978 November night Derelict docks stretch along […]

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Sirens of Soi 6 # 1

July 29, 2023 – 7:20 am

Written Apr 16, 2016 at 07:20 Soi 6 was never quiet day or night. Motorcycles roared down the narrow street. Western and Thai music blasted from a score of competing sound systems. The conversations between the girls were in loud Thai accompanied to shouts at the farang men braving the gauntlet of bars running from […]

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