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Prostitutes Are The New Therapists

Hookers are everywhere these days: on the cover of the cover of the Post, in a special Diane Sawyer boasts, you find prostitutes here and there, you can find prostitutes anywhere! But seriously, folks, the nerds over at the New York Times' Freakonomics blog have an interview with two sex workers, Mindy and Dorothy, who answer readers' burning questions about what it's really like to be a prostitute. High or low end, they're all in cahoots with the coppers and they think legalization is ultimately bad for prostitutes because "they will just get exploited. They'll get paid a lot less and be forced to do a lot more." But the most interesting part is that both Mindy and Dorothy think "much of prostitution work is about therapy." More »

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Tristan Taormino: "Porn Is As Cerebral As It Is Visceral"

Village Voice columnist, author, adult film director, anal sex guru, and all-around sex educator Tristan Taormino is one of the most quotable women I've ever met in my life. When I interviewed her on Friday morning in Vivid Entertainment's booth at the Adult Entertainment Expo, I was having a hell of a time — in my hung-over condition, mind you — trying to write as fast as she talked. Seriously, I haven't worked my hand that hard since, well actually, since I got home last night and watched Chemistry 3, the latest installment of her reality DVD series that's sort of an experiment in pornography. Tristan puts six porn stars in a house for 36 hours, with no script, shooting schedule or scene requirements, and lets the sex happen naturally, allowing the performers to establish their own boundaries (or lack thereof). It's concepts like this that has Tristan challenging the existing order of things in the adult industry, as well as challenging typically non-porn watching audiences to open their minds to something they hadn't realized they could enjoy. Oh, and also, she's kuh-raaazy smart. More »

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Last Night I Boned An AVN Award Nominee

Yesterday was awesome, but last night I finally got to go to some parties. First was the Village Voice/Babeland party in a suite at the Venetian, and then a house party out in the desert somewhere, that promised to be a "stripper sideshow sex party." There was definitely a sideshow (more about that, and the dude on the left in a bit), but there were no strippers, and from what I could tell, no sex. Well, except for me fluffing this kid in the bathroom so that I could measure his peen with The Final Say. But we sorta got carried away and forgot all about that thing. My goal for the evening was to bang a porn star, and unfortch, that didn't happen. But this dude has an AVN Award nomination for Best Song in a Film (or whatever the formal title is), so I guess that's kinda close enough, for now. He ended up coming back to my hotel room with me, and lots of stuff went down...or up...or in and out. Whatever — let's start at the beginning... More »