June Valdez

“In short, I’m looking at how the universe is just a cosmic slop of atoms, constantly in flux, and from a dualist perspective, we, as conscious entities, operate by the means of organic computers, which we recognize as our brain and body, to project narratives onto every stream of information that we encounter, and that, inturn, neurologically manifests a tangible perception of physical reality.”

- June explaining her thesis to Sherm, Book I

The marijuana mama of Brooklyn, June runs a cross-borough cannabis empire from her basement. A natural mother-hen to her friends, of which she keeps few, Junes prefurred company remains her cat, Mika. Seldom leaving the crib by choice, June makes deliveries on her pride-n-joy purple motorbike, occasionally attends class, and frequents the local bar around the time of the full moon.

June moved to Bushwick from Puerto Rico at eleven, after a hurricane Redacted. Redacted. Redacted. Redacted. Redacted, and destroyed her home. When Jonny moved into the apartment above, that following summer, they quickly adopted each other as siblings. Keeping her Abuela comfortable in a high end assisted living community, June now shares the inherited basement with Jonny, covering rent for them all.

Known to Jonny, Sherm, and a number of women around the city, June practices erotic portrait photography with partners/prey found prowling the bar. With her plush-dungeon bedroom the perfect studio to shoot, she's curated a private picture album of mythic status. Whispers of her work are underground legend in the NYC queer community.

“Bro, bro, bro, bro, bro—wait. She was rocking a fucking huge purple strap-on! She stopped, dead in her tracks—I swear, she was staring straight into my soul.”

“Ahh! That’s her super power! What you do, what you do?”

“I look at her, then down at the dick, then back at her! She tells me to pick my jaw up off the ground, turns around, and closes the door behind her.”

- Sherm to Jonny, Book I