Living with Legends

                                        Naked Models
     On a more positive note, many times I’ve arrived home to find naked models cavorting in the stairwells.  So the presence of the film crews has its upside, though I would feel like a lecher if I stood there watching such a spectacle for any length of time.  Sometimes, though, it can’t be avoided.  One time there was a naked girl right in front of my door.  There were three guys, one with a camera, standing over the girl, who lay prone in the corner of the corridor.  About twenty years old, the girl was quite pretty, with dark brown hair, slim, with a good body.  She had on dark make-up to make her look like a vampire, though she was sprinkled in glitter too, and so I didn’t know quite what to make of her: a glittery, naked Goth girl.  My jaw dropped and I just stood there gawking like an idiot.

“Can I help you?” one of the guys said.

“Uh, pardon me,” I said.  “I need to get into my apartment.”

“No problem,” he said. One of the other guys helped the girl to her feet and they all three moved aside.  When I closed my door I heard them gather back around my door to continue the shoot.  Just another day in the Chelsea.  Copyright 2006 Ed Hamilton  (Next Week:  Hollywood Knocks on My Door)
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