I was 27 and I
delivered bagels
with a chubby Puerto
Rican guy named
Bonilla to make
enough money to buy
dope. Every night Bonilla
and I made the right off 34th
Street and up Eighth Avenue
and the whole neon strip of porn
stores and peep shows stretched
in front of us. I left the door of the
delivery truck open and a
procession of coke heads, pimps,
hookers and bums flicked by like
an old Mutoscope film. It felt very
real, this insane world that was so
far from my Ivy League college
experience. For the first time in my
life I was able to move through these
streets as an insider. I was not a kid
from the suburbs trying to blend in.
I was a bagel man.

Port Authority bus terminal stood dark on
the left, dim figures lying outside like
flotsam at the edge of a beach. Our next
stop was on the right, a Kansas Fried
Chicken. Bonilla pulled up to the curb--that
night he seemed rushed.

"Come on, we got to go." He pulled two boxes of rolls off the shelf and handed them to me. The smell of cardboard and fresh kaiser rolls filled my head. He took two more boxes down. 20 dozen rolls total. We both went in. He made a point of locking up the truck at this stop, flicking his nose at the drug dealers standing on the curb. I felt more in common with them than I did with Bonilla. I didn't know a thing about his life. The guys trying to sell a few bags to get their next fix, I could relate to that. We went into the chicken joint and handed the rolls over the counter. There wasn't much happening there. No one was buying any chicken. No one was cleaning up. In fact, it looked like no one had cleaned the grease off the walls and ceilings since the early Seventies. Bonilla and the counter guy shot the shit for a few minutes, then we had to go. I stood on the passenger side, waiting as Bonilla unlocked the driver's door and climbed in, trying to avoid eye contact with the dealers and the bums on the corner. He switched on the engine and turned his head to face me. "You want to do something fun?" I still had a hard time understanding his heavy Puerto Rican accent. "What do you mean?" "We got some time. You want to go to showerl?" "What?" "Showhirl" Then he pointed across the street, across the five lanes of traffic to the bright neon sign on the west side of the avenue: "Show World." Holy shit, Show World. I had never been to a strip club or a peep show in my life. He swung the truck across 8th Avenue and gently pulled into a "No Parking" zone right in front of Show World. With a commercial delivery truck, we didn't have to worry about finding a legal parking space. It made me feel important. He gave me a serious look as I lit a cigarette,  rolled up my sleeves, and tried to not look like I was wearing a white bakers uniform. "We'll stay in there for fifteen minutes, then we got to go," he insisted. We locked up the truck and I followed him in under the red neon sign, shaped like a circus tent, saying "Show World Center." The bright circus and merry-go-round decorations seemed dirty, even though they were well scrubbed. We walked in through the saloon-type double doors and then down a hallway with many doors on both sides. A small Hispanic man was standing in one of them and mopping the inside of a small room. He didn't look up. We walked to a high window at the back where a guy was sitting and Bonilla handed him some cash, then he turned around and gave me four octagonal coins about the size and thickness of nickels. He must have known I was totally broke. Either that or it was like an initiation rite. It's the courteous thing to buy a new driver lunch on his first day. I guessed this fell under the same heading. I looked down at one of the coins. On one side it nhad a few musical notes and said "World's Greatest Show Place." It could have been for a real circus or freak show arcade. Flipping it over, everything became clear: between more musical notes was the profile of a tiny naked dancing girl, the kind of silhouette you see on the mudguards of big trucks and on the back of vans in the Bronx. I knew that this famous style had originated in China and Burma with the Flying Tigers in World War II, but only because I had read so many books on military history. I was obsessed with guys who had fought and died and been taken prisoner in the jungles. The girl dancing on the coin meant sex, like the pictograph signs over stores for people who can't read. I didn't think about sex that much those days. Not as much as a 27 year-old should have.  I had a brief thought of my wife at home and the horror she would have felt if she knew where I was. She was in bed, though, and I was delivering bagels. Bonilla pointed to his watch and said "15 minutes," then he wandered off. I looked to the left, down a wide corridor with doors on both sides, and took a few steps. A greasy guy wearing an apron with bulging change pockets came up to me. "You need some help?" he asked. I was embarrassed and grunted "No," then took a few steps under the smudgy-mirrored ceiling and ducked into a booth, more for privacy than anything else. I pulled the door shut behind me. The inside of the booth was dark and painted red. It was about twice as big as a phone booth. There was a video screen on one side with a small slot for coins. There were big plastic buttons with numbers and arrows on them to the right side of the screen. I was fascinated. I dropped a coin in the slot and a video instantly started. A woman getting fucked and sucking another guy off at the same time. Holy shit. I pushed one of the arrow buttons and now it was anal sex. I pushed again and here was the end of another blow job. I put in the other coins and stood there, mesmerized. I forgot about the outside world. I had seen porn before, but had never been in a place like this -- a porn emporium.  More channels, each one even more filthy than the one before. I  found myself involuntarily getting hard. I felt kind of dirty and low as I reached down and rubbed my groin through my bakers pants, thinking "fuck it." I could hear noises from the adjacent booths. There was a three inch space at the base of each wall and I could hear pages turning to my left and some kind of flapping noise on my right. There was the muffled buzz of 50 porn movies running at once in 50 tiny rooms. I thought of chubby Bonilla sitting in a booth nearby, whacking off and slumped in the chair the way he slept in the seat of the bagel truck. It wasn't a pretty picture. I would be out delivering bagels with him again in a few minutes. I thought of Allison back home and how we never had sex anymore. I stared at the woman getting gang-banged on the screen as small white letters said "Insert Coin To Continue." That's when the video stopped. I had no more coins and only enough money to get the subway home after work. I sat there for a second, intoxicated with it all: The darkness, the noise, the video screen, the smell of smoke and ammonia. I got up and walked out the door into the insane blinking lights and dirty mirrors, then I lowered my head and walked out the long hallway, past the coin guys, and onto Eighth Avenue. I felt people watching me leave. Didn't everybody look at the guys who walk out of peep shows and sex clubs? They must have known what I was up to. Cab drivers were pulling up and running in to Show World for a quick one. I stood against the truck, then remembered I had the key to the padlock on the back door, so I unlocked it, walked to the front, and settled on the milk crate I was using as a seat for the night. I thought about the mop guy and wondered what went through his head as he cleaned up after a thousand masturbating men every night. I stared through the windshield at the street, lit a cigarette and felt a little older.

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