Hi, friends and readers:
Four summers in a row, back in the mid-to-late 2000’s, I rented flats in Berlin, Germany for three months, to escape the Florida heat. Berlin’s a great city, with superb public transportation and many parks. Prostitution is also legal there, and lovely rent boys can be found on the Internet at reasonable prices. The boys are quite versatile in the bedroom, and always squeaky clean. You simply send them an e-mail or text message, and they show up whenever you wish.
Now that’s what I call civilized.
Sadly, in prudish Florida and most other states, prostitution is illegal, and why? This is 2019, for god’s sake, and isn’t it about time we caught up with the rest of the western world? I mean, how’d you like to have the young man in the upper photo climb into your car? Yummy ….
Well, I watched The Deer Hunter last night, and what an amazing film it was. The screenplay, acting and cinematography were superb. But by the time it was over, I felt emotionally exhausted. I poured myself a glass of wine and climbed into bed with a book. I went to sleep around 11:30 PM, and didn’t wake up until 8:30 this morning.
It’s a sunny day, here on the island, but quite warm and the humidity’s higher than yesterday, but that’s okay. I have much to do in the editing department, as I continue to polish my novel-in-progress. I’ll read today’s newspaper and take care of correspondence, and around four PM I’ll take a two-mile run for some exercise.
I put on about six pounds on the 15-day cruise I took, back in late March and early April, but now I’ve taken it all off and I’m feeling fit.
Have a nice Sunday, everyone.