The Last of the Live Nude Girls

Praise for The Last of the Live Nude Girls <br> [McClear] finds new ground not only in the specificity of her subject matter, but in the strength of her account of just how easily she drifted into a life she neither asked for nor expected . . . The real accomplishment of Live Nude Girls isn't the descriptions of the underwear McClear wore, or the racial dynamics of the sex industry, or even the history of the peep show in New York City, as interesting and well reported as all of that is. The most compelling aspect of The Last of the Live Nude Girls is that it illustrates just how easily one can wind up living a life outside the margins. -- Portland Mercury <br> Ms. McClear's closeness to the material most enriches her reporting when it comes to her coworkers. Despite their outsized personalities, they could have wound up sounding as interchangeable as their stage names, but with Ms. McClear's writing, even their tattoos are memorable. Their substance abuse becomes familiar, occasionally even endearing, in a madcap way. Ms. McClear also has a keen ear for dialogue. -- New York Observer <br> A richly informative read, helped by Ms. McClear's erudite, laconic style . . . The Last of the Live Nude Girls offers a unique fragment of New York history that allows us to better understand a specific aspect of the Times Square underworld at thae very moment before its demise. -- New York Journal of Books <p> Sheila McClear's sharp, sweetly personal account of New York's vanished tenderloin asks the question if such supposedly degrading places are such a blight, why do we remember them with such fondness? A fascinating and honest read. --Mark Jacobson, author of The Lampshade and American Gangster <br> While Alice took us through the looking glass, Sheila McClear takes us through the peep show glass. The result is an unforgettable memoir of a young woman fleeing the decaying city of Detroit only to wind up stripping during the waning days.