Nice to be back in NYC again. I am bumping into everyone, in chelsea, the west village, adult dvd booths...it truly is exciting. almost as exciting as living in midtown. the air smells like ass, and the transients that linger along eigth avenue like they have no idea where either port authority or penn station is. but they know where gray's papaya is. the only redeeming thing about my street is the super huge paris and nicole advertisement for a simple life 4.
speaking of ass and sex, with the endsless hours i have spent at 2 for 1 happy hours in chelsea, it seems that no public bathroom is immune from the random sexual encounter. not that i speak from personal experience, but lately i wait. and wait, and finally two (sometimes 3) people will walk out, and appearingly quite satisfied. but this isn't just at the chelsea bars, it seems to be happening all over the city. apparently quite a bit is going on somewhere on the g line at night...
oh well. it is nice to be dating again, and i am meeting the most colorful people, from all over the world. Each person with a most distinctive style, and scent. one thing is for sure, nyc is filled with a gazillion guys, all of which are apparently single, or in open relationships. I don't even know if there are monogamous relationships in Manhattan. Maybe, you have to go to jersey for real committment.
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