The other day I got into a fight. I fucked up my fingers with a punch so I drank to dull the pain, then I drank some more to forget the fight. Pretty soon I forgot I was single and as I sat alone in the dark jerking off to internet porn I wondered why I had such a fleeting grip. Now that I think about it, I think I was fighting my girlfriend - she’s a strong one.
you bring the logic of the man and the situation full circle. which is good, compact. lightly comic. slightly sinister. cheap.
Once when I was in Cali I visited a Porn shop, just like the one you mention, with Masturbation rooms, and all the Porn Paraphenalia: hardcore videos, dildos and much much more…
I was slightly taken aback. I was in the shop with my Christian friend - he really wanted to visit. We meandered about. I felt sinister and comic. The entire shop felt strangely undiginfied…some random blad hispanic guy came up to me with his girlfriend and said:
‘Hey Man, are you from England, you look like John Lennon!’
I told him with a big smile that I was from Scotland and I that I didn’t realise I looked like John Lennon. I look nothing like John Lennon - but was this some kind of unwitting homo-eroticism from the customer, comparing me to a celebrity face that is stenciled on the vast majority of peoples psyche? Shall I compare thee to a summers gay?
Honestly, the thought of masturbating in a little room with a video or some sexy young lady swooning and flicking her lust, didn’t appeal to me. I would have called the police and handed myself in. It was so public. Yet had the pretense of privacy. It was basically a wanking factory. A Sex Cafe. Lust express. Strange little shops. Counter sexuality. My Christian buddy enjoyed it…come to think of it…it wasn’t bad at all…
The only time I was in a porn shop was here in Hali but it was just a video store, no back rooms or anything.
Me and my friends had recently turned 18 and we were in there laughing and stuff at the granny porn and shit.
I thought the guy who worked there would be annoyed with us, or even pay us any attention but he didn’t give a shit.
He had seen it all before.