It seems as if the movie version of “Sex in the City” is as important as the landing of the NASA probe on Mars. In fact it seems as if the movie has received more press interest than the possible dawning of a new era in space travel.
I believe that SJP has 83 costume changes in the movie and seems to spend the rest of her time deciding on shoes or holidays!
With the HIV Aids pandemic in Africa, is there still sex in our city? I am not really sure about the city, but there certainly is in the suburbs.
Driving down Oxford Road recently, I counted no fewer than 22 “ladies of the night” .I would have thought they would have closed up shop or at least found somewhere warm to ply their trade.
And what of the men who stop to buy what they are selling? Does a quick tryst in the back seat of their expensive cars warrant the death sentence that they may get for being careless?
Like Amsterdam, should Johannesburg not consider a controlled red light district? At least clients would be assured that their hour/night of passion would be only that and not carry a lasting reminder.
With the 2010 Soccer World Cup getting closer, there is going to be an expected influx of foreign sex workers. Might this not encourage another wave of xenophobia? But I am sure that there will be work for all, but it needs to be controlled for both financial and health reasons.
I would like to be a fly on the wall at passport control at O.R Tambo International when the first contingent flies in. I wonder what occupation they will put in their passports.
But all that aside, it seems as if the sex in the suburbs has taken a new direction. When the ban on adult entertainment was lifted some 15 years ago, every corner had a sex shop which was usually run by some seedy looking character who should be on a Most Wanted poster. Badly lit and with strangely coloured walls a visit to these premises almost required a visit to a doctor afterwards just to make sure that nothing had been contracted whilst browsing.
For research purpose I visited the adult shop in my suburb and was surprised to find that not only was it run by an attractive women, it was like visiting a combination bookstore/hardware emporium. I am still not sure what some of the devices that I saw are capable of and I was too embarrassed to ask. But the range of books and DVD’S certainly left nothing to the imagination.
If you are leery of visiting such a store, you might bump into someone you know, then there is always the Internet! Thousands of web sites offer “safe” sexual encounters that will surprise even the most liberal mind. Again, for research purposes I visited some of the more daring on offer, but like the magazines that we all hid from our parents, it’s just a variation on a theme. And the images tend to get boring and repetitive.
So yes there is sex in our city, but beware of looking for love in all the wrong places.
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