This Cell Photo is from St Laurent and Prince-Arthur, about where Satan is standing. St Laurent round there is a center of debauchery. At this club Envy there are girls dancing in the window. At Angel’s, on the corner, white play-thugs dance with underage girls. Angel’s is a pick-up spot. Everybody’s been there and everybody laughs sheepishly when its name is brought up.
St Laurent is a weird weird culture. It’s very sexual and garish and vulgar. And fascinating. Once, walking home at 3 in the morning I saw a girl on that corner mooning cars. Like, she was in the middle of traffic with her ass out. Then a Cop Car pulls up. She looks right at them and sticks her ass out further and laughs some more. That’s St Laurent.
The St Laurent Streetfair is on again this week. The girls are out (tho not in this photo, apparently), but I swear to God I can’t walk to the grocery store without getting dizzy on hormones. I think I’ll wait till the weekend to take photos in the sun.
Go to the grocery store to get some cold-cuts. St Laurent is closed off to traffic, so I park my bike a block away and walk to the store. There’s a crew of breakdancers in front of the grocery store, and a crowd, and Hip-Hop that I hear from a block away. A 3-year-old East Asian kid walks into the middle of the circle and starts dancing. I smile really wide as all the people clap.