-1- In Which The Scene Is Set And Our Tale Begins The bare facts of the Prostitute Rebellion are these. On the night of March 27th, 1812, a night of windblown luminous clouds, a toothy frost and a quarter moon, one Florence Cooper, prostitute, stabbed to death a man at Bow, London, leaving her victim … Continue reading Scenes From The Fabulous Prostitute Rebellion of 1812 →

It was a beautiful Thursday morning in June and I was a happy man. More specifically, I was twenty-nine, recently promoted, single and carrying the phone number of a girl I’d met at a party the night before in my pocket. And I didn’t even have a hangover. In other words life was wonderful, and … Continue reading Scenes from the End of the Twentieth Century →