There is a well-worn South African anecdote about a certain Mrs Cohen...
who lived in a sea-facing flat on Cape Town’s Beach road during the 1970s.
Mrs Cohen was known for her frequent complaints about the view from her balcony,
from which she was able to see the goings-on atGraaff’s Pool,
a secluded enclave accessed via a path over the rocks,
and a vestige for nude bathers.
Graaff’s Pool had an inward view too, as a rendezvous for gay men.
The pool reached the height of its popularity during the era in which theimmorality act amendments made gay sex illegal. Men would tan naked, take an icy plunge,
and pursue other activities that scandalised Mrs Cohen, apparently minding her
own business on her balcony.
The pool reached the height of its popularity during the era in which theimmorality act amendments made gay sex illegal. Men would tan naked, take an icy plunge,
and pursue other activities that scandalised Mrs Cohen, apparently minding her
own business on her balcony.
After repeated complaints, the police eventually visited Mrs Cohen’s apartment
to investigate, where they discovered that they could indeed see naked men tanning
–but only if perched on a table, necks craning.
The bathers were not in Mrs Cohen’s direct line of sight. Instead,
it was Mrs Cohen who was exposed as the lascivious voyeur...
[...] theguardian.com
to investigate, where they discovered that they could indeed see naked men tanning
–but only if perched on a table, necks craning.
The bathers were not in Mrs Cohen’s direct line of sight. Instead,
it was Mrs Cohen who was exposed as the lascivious voyeur...
[...] theguardian.com
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