Red and Wild on Fire Island: A Photo Essay
IndepenDANCE Weekend in the Fire Island Pines, Summer 2022
IndepenDANCE Weekend in the Fire Island Pines, Summer 2022
“They’ll have Sip n’ Twirl come Hell or highwater,” declared Geoffrey.
“And they’ll be charging full price, too. $42 for three martinis during a hurricane in October!”
As they approached Cherry Grove, one of the men pointed out the Belvedere to his partner.
“OH, you mean the Taj MahBALLS,” the other man replied.
It did resemble the Taj Mahal, standing proud on the water in all its glistening faux neoclassical splendor.
The Taj Mahal, the most world-renowned monument to heterosexual love in this world, so unlike the Belvedere, which famously did not allow women to step foot on its grounds.
“But NOT before I dip my pussy in the ocean!”
“Yes,” he said, turning to Malone, “that is all that’s left when love has gone. Dancing,” he said, indicating with a wave of his hand the stacks of tapes and records in another corner of the room.
“There is no love in this city,” he said, looking down at Malone with a cool expression, “only discotheques–and they too are going fast, under the relentless pressure of capitalist exploitation.”
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