Monthly Archives: March 2021

Man O Manischewitz by Peter Nolan Smith

March 29, 2021 – 2:03 pm

Fort Greene is a friendly neighborhood. Unlike Manhattan Brooklynites say hello to each other. I usually smile a greeting, glad to be here in a ‘we’ world. This rainy afternoon I exited from the Fort Greene Observatory. It was an off day from my usual struggles to get cash, since I had worked the weekend […]

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Billy’s Topless

March 26, 2021 – 2:58 pm

New York was a different city in the last century. Neighborhoods were populated by native New Yorkers. Stores served their needs. Bars dotted the avenues as a refuge from the daily wear and tear of urban living. One of my favorites was Billy’s Topless on Avenue of the Americas. The cozy strip club had been […]

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MY LIFE WITH A PORNO STARLET #1 by Peter Nolan Smith

March 26, 2021 – 8:40 am

NEW YORK 1978 That winter I entered the Victory Theater on 42nd Street to view THE VIOLATION OF CLAUDIA. A friend had recommended the hour-long XXX film about a housewife lured into prostitution, saying, “There’s not much of a story, but the skinny actress has no breasts just how you like your women. A little […]

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SHABBAS STARKER by Peter Nolan Smith

March 23, 2021 – 8:20 am

New York in the 70s was a tough place. Tough guys were a dime a dozen. Killers cost a lot more. Nowadays some guys think they are tough. Few of them are. Four years ago Richie Boy, his father Manny and I went to Sofia’s on West 48th Street for an after-work drink. Sitting at […]

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MAUVAIS MECS by Peter Nolan Smith

March 22, 2021 – 9:59 pm

That year winter had been mild in Paris. Farther to the North snow covered Germany and I was glad to have been detoured from Berlin to Paris by an urgent phone call. Vonelli was in trouble. When I got off the train in Gare Du Nord, no one waiting at the station, which was a […]

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