Okay Fist City. I read it. I read more of it then I was planning to. And you know, I have to say that it did not appeal to me. Not because there wasn’t a lot there, or that it wasn’t interesting. There was just something seedy about it. Yeah, I know all that sex stuff — the four page spread dedicated to photographs and clippings from the porn mag Amputee Times, the stories, the sex obsessed comics — are supposed to funny, but they somehow don’t come off that way. The two best pieces of writing in this zine were the personal reflections of the creator — one about hanging out at a Soup Kitchen, and the other about working the night shift in a Toy Store. The fine line between satire and perversity is at issue here — I dunno, see for yourself.
zine, #6 / main creator: Rob / $2 plus post / c/o L/ Daigle, 2255 St. Mathieu #1206, Montreal, QC, H3H 2J6