| Tuesday, August 11, 2009 |
| Did I Just See What I Thought I Saw? |
Okay, the rest of this week’s blogs will be written from my hometown. I’m here for a week visiting – it’s my annual visit. I’m almost never here and as I alluded in an earlier post, I will not be back for the holidays. Yet, as much as I complain about them, I actually like my family and enjoy visiting with them. But let me tell you what happened last night.
I had visited my best friend and I wasn’t quite ready to go home. The sun was going down and I decided to do a little nostalgic trip down to 142nd Street and drive by my grandmother’s house. She raised my mom and my uncle there. I spent many an afternoon there enjoying a hot chicken pot pie or some of her yummy gingerbread (truly the stuff memories are made of).
Anyway I turn down the street and do two drive by’s because her once immaculate home is almost unrecognizable. I remembered the address which is what I used to finally make a positive ID.
Feeling kind of sad, I drive to the corner of 142nd and XXX. The light is red. As I stand there, I spy, out of my left eye, a black woman pacing on the corner wearing a short synthetic wig and hot pants. I turn and look. As I look at the corner, I say to myself, “Could she be waiting for a bus? I don’t see a bus stop.”
Then, as the light turned green and I turned right, it hit me like a trash can through a storefront window during a riot. She’s a prostitute, a woman of the evening, a ‘working girl’, someone who charges $15 for a blow job in the front seat of a car (or whatever the going rate is for oral services in an automobile). And, and, she’s doing it at the corner of my grandmother’s street! For real???????
Wow! I mentioned it to several local friends and they weren’t surprised. But I was. Boy was I surprised.
The stroll, Pimps Up, Hoes Down, and it’s all in walking distance from Gram’s house. I guess you can’t go home again. And if it’s Gram’s home, you don’t want to go home … unless you’re turning a trick there!Labels: Hometown, Sex |
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