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Wednesday, October 15, 2003

WHO’S THAT SEXY CHANGE OVER THERE ?

most of my recent days in NYC were spent waiting for repairmen to arrive or running around looking for “plaster of paris”. my nights were a completely different story. i used the night time to have dinner with friends or catch a show on broadway...well, one show in particular, THE GAIETY: all-male burlesque revue. not only is it broadway’s longest running show, but it’s also the thickest !

in the great mall-ification of the city, it’s a wonder that THE GAIETY still exist. the sexiest men that MONTREAL and THE STATE OF FLORIDA have to offer, converge on this little piece of heaven, located above the HOWARD JOHNSON’S in TIMES SQUARE, to spread their butt cheeks and shake their hard cocks in the faces of eager patrons such as i, but no touching...for that would be illegal or at least a little more expensive.

during my month long visit to the BIG APPLE, i dropped in on the man-pussy palace about 7 times. each time thinking this could be the last time these glorious doors are opened, given the current political climate of the city and the world. i don’t know how long THE GAIETY has been there, but i think my first visit there was in 1984, back when the whole area was the DISNEYLAND of sex. now, the whole area is just DISNEYLAND.

yes, the city has changed greatly in the five years that i’ve been away. most noticeably missing is the edginess that has always been synonymous with NEW YORK CITY, but guess what...i’ve changed too, and i’m ok with that. i accept the fact that the city is different. it’s still the most amazing city on earth, due to the diversity and energy of it’s people.

in fact, my whole trip could be summed up in one word...acceptance. i kept having to stop myself from kvetching about the SEX IN THE CITY wannabe’s stumbling around AVE. C in MANOLO BLAHNIK’S while slurring into a cell phone at three o'clock in the morning (“there goes the neighborhood”).

i wish i could tell you that i’m so together and tres evolved that i chose to accept the changes going on around me because i knew i’d have a better chance at accepting the changes going on inside of me, but that’s not true. i chose acceptance because it’s fucking just plain easier...simple as that. i’m increasingly more selective with the battles i choose these days.


P.S. true story. while thumbing through an issue of NEXT MAGAZINE, i noticed a photo of OCTAVIA ST. LAURENT, star of PARIS IS BURNING. what tickled me was that she has changed her name to OCTAVIA ST. LAURENT MANOLO BLAHNIK.

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