Long for the good old days
World is such a different place today in all aspects.
NYC in the 90's was a sportsman's dream. There was strolls everywhere with any and every flavor to be had.
Anything you could dream of was available out right out there walking on the street. There were so many girls that they would stake out their territory on the block and things could get heated if another hoe over stepped boundaries.
It really was amazing on the west side down town (right in the middle of the city) hot stripper girls would be strutting their stuff in bikinis right in the middle of the street. Walking up and down like a runway show (sometimes topless even) All the cops were paid or bartered off so there wasn't a care in the world.
If you fancied a lower end model you could head over to the east village and get your self a chicken head (crackhead) for a $10 blow and go.
Every now and then the heat would come on and cops would do a sting but it was pretty easy to spot if you had your eyes open.
It was all part of the thrill and love of the game.
But it's all changed up there now. Crack heads have phones and post stripper pictures on date sites looking for 2. Hr when you arrive it's like a rerun of an old tales from the dark side episode.
The consequences have gotten steep for mistakes.
Ripoffs, stings, diseases that penicillin runs away scared from, names posted in the paper or worse on the news.
I can't even say it's a young mans game. Sadly it's turned into a no mans game. The thrill of the hunt which was once so exciting has now become lackluster at best.
Well my friends I guess there is always hope for a better tomorrow. Because if we lose hope then we too are hopeless!
Be safe and be smart out there. The stupid worm gets eaten, the smart worm lives to see another day.
Did a run around the hoe strow.
Doo doo, dead, zip, zilch, zero.
One skinny blond meth head by 7-11 that I wouldn't touch with the scarecrows dick. If scabs were made of gold she woulda been rich.