February 5, 2005
Tom Cat Bookstore
I used to go to the Tom Cat all the time about 15 years ago and it was really great. In fact there was a period of time when I was there nearly every night but I realized it was because I just didn’t want to be home with Douglas, my lover at the time. Anyways, back then it was clean and well-run. There was a pool table, a great juke box and a couple of pinball machines, too, which I love. People could hang out there for sex or just for fun. Then it got run-down and was always empty. Even though I love dirty bookstores I stopped going. I heard they recently put in a “playroom,” so I thought it was time to pay a visit.
IT’S HORRIBLE!!! First of all, there was hardly anyone there even though it was nearly midnight on a Friday in the middle of Philly’s “gayborhood.” (Please kill me immediately if I ever type that word again. Ugh.) They put the playroom where the pool table used to be and enclosed the space. There are a couple of monitors on the wall, two pleather sofas, a cheap japanese lantern and some wierdly 2001-ish tables. It would be hilarious if it weren’t so awful. There was no one in there except two guys in dirty socks sleeping on the sofas. Hey, six dollars is cheap for a warm place to lie down.
Needless to say, I didn’t stay long.
Posted by HighStrungLoner in Sex at 3:07 AM
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