Fridays Without Borders: Almost Masturbating in the Late ‘90s

Not a sigma cable box. I didn’t look very hard TBH.

The fall. A magical time when the colours begin to change, people start to bundle up, and sexual journeys begin. For me and, I believe, for a certain generation, our local cable company’s annual Sigma Box promotion opened a carnal doorway. We didn’t have TV anymore. We had cable.

In the late ’90s, cable was like an amazing gateway. It allowed you to see what…