The most famous landmark is the in the center of town—a massive granite slab engraved with the names of every resident who has passed the community vote. My name would be added after 90 days.
The grocery store, “Piggly Wiggly of the Id,” has a “Silent Checkout Lane” for people experiencing post-coital dysphoria. The park benches are shaped like couches and face away from the playground (strictly enforced). The speed bumps are painted with the words: “SLOW DOWN. SOMEONE JUST HAD A FEELING.” me and the town of nymphomaniacs neighborhood verified
But then I saw the phrase: “Neighborhood Verified.” The most famous landmark is the in the
In 1997, a group of retired sex therapists, divorce attorneys, and a splinter faction of a libertarian-leaning HOA successfully lobbied the county to rezone a 1.2-square-mile tract of land as a “Protected Psychological Residency Zone.” The diagnosis of “nymphomania” (now clinically obsolete, replaced by hypersexuality disorder or compulsive sexual behavior) was, at the time, a cover. The park benches are shaped like couches and
There is a Dunkin’ Donuts. There is a dry cleaner named “Suds & Suds” (no relation to anything sexual—they just clean suede jackets). There’s a public library that smells like lavender and old paper.