Mon - August 11, 2003

Off to the Museum



Back in Brooklyn, with a whole new perspective on sex in the city.

Our only goal for today was to visit the Museum of Sex . Yes friends and neighbors, I said it: Museum of Sex. God bless New York City. Inge had read about the Museum which had opened last November. We were there when the doors opened, eager to see what our Bible Belt upbringing had omitted. The museum turned out to be about the history of sex in New York, and the influences the city had on ideas about sex. It started with exhibits about prostitution and brothels (in the 1800s there were actual guide books to brothels in the city, kind of a Zagat's Guide to Whorehouses) and covered topics such as the burlesque and porn, finishing with aids epidemic. Very interesting (and graphic) stuff. Worth seeing but not for anyone under 18 (and you probably don't want to go with your grandmother).

Interestingly, that night we went to an oyster bar where she polished of 1 1/2 dozen. I had a sandwich.



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