Doc here with a Flash Report from senior reporter Calico Jack. In this report, Jack is roaming the high seas outside of the tri-state area and landed at Bush River Books in Abingdon, MD.
Fun did not ensue. Here we go!
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NEW YEAR’S EVE EVE
PART ONE
PART ONE
Hi Doc,
It was New Year’s Eve Eve, December 30, when I found myself driving north along I-95, with no wife or kids along for the ride. As time passed, I started thinking about the magnitude of this opportunity and decided that I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to pursue this thing of ours while out on my own. As I was approaching Baltimore, I pulled over and checked The Good Doctor’s Adult Theater Database to see what might be a reasonable choice for the evening. I saw that the Apex is now a thing of the past and that Bush River Books needed a review so, not having been there for a half dozen years, I decided to cruise by and check the place out.
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| Bush River Books Abingdon, MD |
Upon entering the store, there’s a large section of video booths on your right, toward the back of the store. In my trips to Bush River in years past, the booths were exclusively the territory of gay men, but hope springs eternal and I wandered through, hoping to find a friendly lady but, of course, my hopes were dashed.
Coming back into the front of the store, where the rental videos are shelved, I went to the counter, finding the same bored looking woman sitting behind it that I remembered. I asked her if there was anyone in the theater and she shrugged and told me “I don’t keep track.” “Gee,” I thought, “that’s some real customer service.” Already knowing that it would be pointless, I decided to take one for the team and I paid my eleven bucks and headed back into the theater.
The set-up is that there is a dingy central hallway with four even dingier rooms off of it. The two on the right play straight porn and the two on the left play gay vids on large square-format televisions that have clearly been there for quite a while. Each room is furnished with cloth-upholstered sofas that appear to have been purchased from Goodwill and which have clearly seen better days. I don’t even want to think about what they’d look like under black light.
I spent about 45 minutes in the theater, informing the gay guys that I wasn’t who they were looking for and hoping that a woman would come in, as happened there a couple times years ago when the place was in somewhat better shape, but no dice. In other theaters, on other nights, I might have been tempted to stick around longer, but the place was depressing me and I didn’t really expect to have any couples or single ladies come in on a Monday night, so I got back in the car and headed north across Delaware and into New Jersey.
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Doc here again... Many thanks and a pat on the back to Calico Jack for taking this one for the team. There is a reason I get next to no reports from Bush River Books, and this report outlines a few good reasons.
On to the next one, sir.
Thanks,
Doc
