hidden secrets the nightmare cash register

So I tried an honest appeal and got nothing but no no no - the boss says no - talk to the boss tomorrow. I just tried seeing this space for the past couple of days - what a fiasco! First: the sneak-down proved impossible - there were never any customers in the store - just 4 employees milling around. Why leave everything as it was? What are these chairs and that screen waiting for? Somewhere, deep in the wall, a film projector hibernates, its spools loaded with some forgotten skin flick, just waiting for some future day when its switch might once again be flipped. It seems shelves would be more useful here. In chairs that once held untold sticky fantasies and acts performed in flickering cinema light, now sit stacks of 'I Heart NY' T-shirts.

If you are lucky, you will emerge into a subterranean archeological site and discover one of Times Square's last big-screen porno theaters. When the shop worker isn't looking, you might duck into a back room or dash down a set of stairs, past strange signs that say 'DO NOT TOUCH THE GIRLS.' If you are feeling adventurous, you might pass through one of those T-shirt shops, braving the crush of tourists and forsaking the 9/11 commemorative snow-globes, the giant Lady Liberty pencils. Like a paleontologist searching for fossil remains, you might find an errant decoration, a geometric pattern of tiny cut mirrors, shining on the side of an otherwise innocent T-shirt shop. Here and there, however, if you look closely enough, you can catch a glimpse of their ghosts. Some remain, mostly the booth-style video peep, but the majority have vanished. Times Square was once filled with peep show palaces and porno cellars.

Hidden secrets the nightmare cash register