Neeraja Vinaswathan on Henry Miller
Neeraja Vinaswathan recounts a great used bookstore find. "On a recent Sunday, I took a trip to the Strand, a used-book store in downtown Manhattan whose shelving system makes locating a specific title roughly equivalent to searching for the Holy Grail. I say this to emphasize that I did not go there looking for porn. Within a few minutes, I was holding an innocuous-looking copy of Henry Miller's Opus Pistorum. A cursory page-flip led to the same rush of damp sensation I got from opening my first dirty book at the age of ten. Soon I was leaning furtively in the corner, trying to memorize any one of the book's dozens of sexy and shame-inducing scenes for use later that night."
