Paying for Pussy at the MEOW PARLOR

Sometimes NYC can be such a lonely place. You think, "I'd just like to get some pussy for a little while."

The "Meow Parlor" is opening soon.

This is a heart-warming story, or a depressing one, or a little of both.

At the Parlor, you just walk in, have a drink or someting to eat, and get right down to it. Find a pussy. Plenty are just lying there, ready and willing for attention.

Amid the endless Starbucks, Dunkin Donuts and McDonalds joints, now there's a place that basically sells "love." That's in quotation marks, because cats are cats.

It's also a depressing story, because it can be a long trip to get to the pussy emporium, and when your time is up, it can be a sad ride home.

Hester Street, by the (long) way, is in what was once the poor Jewish area of the Lower East Side, not far from the poor Asian area (Chinatown) and poor Italian area (Little Italy). Lately it's been gentrified, with rich hipsters, fancy guitar stores, a variety of pay-to-play rock clubs, and exotic restaurants full of healthy organic and gluten-free foods. There are not too many colorful old candy stores, cheap places to get tailoring done, or heartburn-inducing delicatessens.

With so many people wary about establishing a long term cat relationship, and others unable to afford the expenses, it's possible pussy parlors will prosper. That's entertainment, isn't it? A cat house in every neighborhood.