Thursday, May 29, 2008


Hot Spanish-looking girl flows into the club. All fucked up. E.

She spends two hours dancing her burned out E dance with her back to the fronts of random men, one by one. My turn comes close to last, before she leaves, but she’s not looking at me. She’s not looking at anything. A black guy tries to get her attention but nothing registers. He looks at me and laughs. I laugh back.

Last in line is another bouncer, Dominican Jorge from 179th and the
Concourse. Nonplussed, but heading for the 2 train happy.

“Yo, her pussy was HOT! I’m a catch a boner!”

The beauty of the English language is in its infinite flexibility.