As a kid who grew up endlessly scheming and planning. devising fantastically convoluted means to get my hands on illicit porno mags(fyi, before even my day, they used to be called ‘blue’ or ‘stag’ movies). Even shortly prior to now – pre-internet days –you might not believe it, but even then they were always ridiculously difficult to obtain. Adults really seemed bent on never letting kids ever get their hands on any. So, I can remember when even just the passing sight of an XXX store in the city was thrilling as hell. Much less, finding some way to enter inside. Usually, I was restricted to browsing the magazine rack in my local 7-eleven and hoping the proprietor wasn’t paying attention to which titles. One’s first sight of a naked woman: for a young lad, this is an important and serious thing. I remember the heavens opened up and hosannas rained down upon me –I magically stumbled over a crate of old Playboys in a neighbor’s garage, once. The rest is history. Glorious results of a misspent youth. All this means nothing today, of course. Everything is accessible on-demand; instantly – can you believe it? No anticipation; no yearning, no longing. Pah. It’s the well-known principle: once you commodotize anything in mass quantity, no one cares anymore. Nonetheless, I might still drop into a store *like* Sunset Video(but not this specific store and not any store in this specific neighborhood, I merely say one *like* it – to learn why, see below) just for a hoot; just for a lark. Just to browse around and re-live those old thrills. Some things – one likes to imagine – never change. A porno store, in this day and age – really? Yes, some still exist. And they really do never change. But alas, no ‘auld lang syne’– in New York City – ever seems safe from corruption. Even I know now that these video stores along the waterfront in Sunset Park are just a disgusting haven for anonymous gay sex. Gross. Stay away. Especially, do not go in the back rooms! Its not worth the sentimental trip down memory lane. You’ll find yourself on another rout eentirely which you do not want to travel, believe me. So be content to glance at Sunset Video(and all its neighboring vice-dens along 3rd ave) from the expressway above. Just keep it movin’. You don’t want to wind up in the pages of the Daily News, right? Right!