Dress Gray, Think Pink

there was, of course, pornography. Wenused to get it at the newsstand from thenold man with the black cigar who wouldnproduce it, literally, from "under-thecounter."nSometimes it would circulatenthrough the boys' locker room---usuallynpictures of grotesque Fellini-type whoresnwith missing teeth and billowing rollsnof flab. It was available, all . . .