Here in Kansas City we have a very special monument right downtown. At the top of the hill rises the Liberty Memorial, a giant phallic symbol dedicated to those who served and died in World War I. This giant cement cock is what attracts the folk who christened the area with a variant of its proper name. Yes, to the people who wear leather but don't ride bikes, this area is known as Butt Hill.
At the Liberty Memorial, local area businessmen demand the trade of he-bitches at all hours of the day. Driving near the wooded area, one can observe professional-looking business men of all races quietly tiptoeing in and out of the walking trails that surround the city's giant War Penis. At lunch, if one observes carefully enough, placid looking boyish twinks pick up johns at the rate of one for every ten minutes. That's six an hour over the lunch hour, and at twenty to fifty dollars a trick, an efficient man-whore can bring in well over two-hundred dollars an hour!!! That's more than some of the business men make themselves. Living in the shadow of the Kansas City Cock pays for those willing to serve sex-hungry business perverts!
Most of the citizens of Kansas City and its surrounding areas are God-fearing Christians, however, and as such, try to clean up the cruisy slums of their city, especially the memorial, where the most unChristian-like conduct occurs. Would Jesus, they ask themselves, be happy if he came to Kansas City to observe its memorial to those who fell in the Great War? Or would he be revolted by all the stiff gay cock wagging about him!?
Police sweeps of the area can only stop the gay sex traffic for days or weeks at a time before the walking fuck-holes resume plying their turgid trade. Constant vigilance and observation of this filthy sex offered by HIV-ridden friendly bears and hairless young boy-twinks offers hope of its removal from the city.
All in all, Kansas City is a great place. It's ranked number eight of the top ten technological cities in America and is sometimes even called the Silicon Prairie. But one thing this great city has in common with the better known Silicon Valley, besides technology, is faggots. Hopefully I can go undercover to try to bust up this dirty trade that infects Kansas City. Though the personal risk may be great, I also believe it will be worth it.