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The Social World
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Paean
Read moreA woman on the street stops me in my tracks.
Paying for it, revisited
Read moreIn my moments of greatest pain, what I want isn’t sex — it’s sex I’m paying for. What the fuck is that about?
Room full of talent (three paeans)
Read moreThree women, one room, and work I’m not getting done.
Paean
Read moreWhere am I supposed to look when she crosses her legs?
A paean
Read moreAn unremarkable woman on the train. Except.
Creep shot
Read moreTwenty minutes, three feet, and not a single glance.
A rookie mistake
Read moreThinking someone could just explain away my compulsive sexual behavior was the first of many things I got wrong. The list of things I got wrong is long.
Creep shot
Read moreI wouldn’t like her. But she’s fun to look at.
Sex work
Read moreAmong the dozens of women I encountered, what struck me most was the enormous variety — and what that taught me about sex work as a category, not a thing.
Trainers*
Read moreTwo women at my gym who make working out genuinely dangerous.
A study in brown
Read moreEvery shade of brown, from boot to lip.
Addicted to what?
Read moreIt wasn’t the sex I was addicted to — it was the endless, shimmering promise of it, glowing on screen after screen.
Love and desire
Read moreDesire is to getting as love is to having. And getting is always better than having.
Creep shot
Read moreI saw her on the subway. I couldn’t not photograph her.
Milf
Read moreA married mom, a lurker, reaches out. And now I’m left wondering: what happens when I help someone see possibilities their partner doesn’t want to see?
Creep shot
Read moreThe underside of a thigh on the subway.
Hot and cold (her part 2)
Read moreShe picks up where I left off — with all the details I left out.
Hot and cold (part 2)
Read moreIce, wax, and a splayed 20-something — and then a pause to reckon with everything that means.
Hot and cold – her side of the story (part 1)
Read moreV tells her side of the story, starting with bourbon, buttons, and a text at 10:01.
Valentine’s day
Read moreI’ve finally learned not to give my wife a blender on Valentine’s Day.