I masked and distanced, marched and protested, hiked through a forest and laid on a beach. I mourned a death in the family, along with the deaths of many I didn’t know. I also worked from home, at seemingly all hours, and tried to keep up with the world’s deluge of conflict and disruption.
I didn’t just watch porn all summer, of course, but I watched more porn than usual. Perhaps there are those who’d decline or scoff at the opportunity. Wakefield Poole’s “Boys in the Sand” - Vintage Gay Adult FilmsĪt some point during the quarantine, a well-curated adult entertainment website approached me, offering access to peruse their voluminous catalog.
