I'm saddened today. I just read that Circus of Books in West Hollywood is closing. I don't even live in New York, but the erosion of 8th Avenue in Chelsea upsets me, now I feel it happening where I live. It's been a little while since I shopped at the store, but I have popped in a few times to see if there was a book I couldn't wait for Amazon to deliver, or a naughty man calendar for the year, or an issue of Fangoria edited by Bryan Fuller
or a spare Starrfucker magazine I wanted to gift someone...
I guess its demise was inevitable, if not because print & porn are not prevalent enough to sustain the business, but because the gays don't need specialized places to find their stuff much anymore.
Even though it makes sense, it still makes me wonder how new Gays will ever know that feeling of walking into a new world where they suddenly feel like they finally belong.As a Gay of A Certain Age, I know that experiencing that feeling has made me aware of a gratitude that I carry with me all my days and a sense of loss, because that landmark will no longer be there.
And my buddy, KENNETH IN THE (212)'s take