The beauty of the internet. Oh, wait, the beauty of the web. The interconnected pages that guide you from one interesting spot to the next. Talking about Sexoholix, I had to think that this show was no David Sedaris, even though it was much more New York, than David Sedaris could ever be. And what do I come across next (All before breakfast)?: Sedaris on New York.
Hmm, his advice is clearly written for outsiders, (just like the City Guide I wrote for Max Magazine in Germany once), carefully omitting the places I liked in New York and pointing out others that might make an outside feel New York City. I was just not ready to meet Max readers in my favorite Greek diner.
The Max editors still thought that my guide was too dirty or something. They must have cursed me out for wanting to send German visitors to some pickle tasting places. Whatever. Some people never really move New York. They just want to tell others they live here.