Sexuality at Bonnaroo: A Brief Thought
The chickens and the roosters strut their stuff around Manchester, yes they do, yes they do. For such a filthy and decrepit environment, it’s strange how much romance flows through the mud here. I guess it’s a prime destination for lovers; roaming down Shakedown Street, it feels like everyone is paired up and holding hands, buying twin bongs and eating a single shish kabob from two different ends.
And then there are the single people, mostly men. We will talk about that later.