Who is stroking their carrots?

Today oldest son and I were talking about prostitution due to his philosophy course in college. Not all of us are unaware and stupid…!!

The Seminary of Praying Mantis


The apartment was adjoined at the hip to the subway. Every time the subway went by the building shook. It was either Queens or Yonkers New York where we watched; looking down from the tall building to the streets below. We were staying only for a few days while the bands where in town. At dusk the produce stores closed down and locked up, pulling down their metal roller type garage doors.  Later, the limousines drove up. The tall mannequin looking young women and the old gray-haired men were steeping out; the sounds of disco, a really terrible kind, blared below.It was the luck of being young and beautiful. It was of being old  and foolish… with loads of dough. We watched and listened until the sun came up. ~ Excerpt from The Seminary of Praying Mantis : A Punkalullaby: In New York by Hudley Flipside

Canoga Park, West…

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