West 44th Street
Tranny prostitutes and a life-changing call.
A few years after leaving Miami, I scored a small one-bedroom apartment in New York City’s Hell’s Kitchen. After years of sharing a home with a husband, lovers, and friends, I was thrilled to have a place in the city I could call my own. Memories that will last a lifetime were created in that apartment. It offered me a late night view of Manhattan’s raunchiest tranny prostitutes and was…
