The Third Street by Joan Ellis

the street where no questions were asked
the street where few men were ever seen
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“Gay street.

This was where they came … the lonely and love starved, the lovely and the promiscuous, seeking new thrills, searching for a partner … a special kind of partner.

This was where they met … the tormented female artist and the amoral young model, baring their secret needs and feeding their secret hungers … needs and hungers condemned by society.

They walked together into a world of exotic evil.”