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Inside the Cave<br />
The Rise and Fall of Plato’s Retreat<br />
Jon Hart<br />
In the late evening of September 23, 1977, a new era was<br />
in full swing. Captain John, a muscular motorcycle entrepreneur,<br />
took his date, Debbie, a perky, brunette Rutgers chemistry<br />
major, to opening night at Plato’s Retreat, an X-rated Disneyland<br />
in New York City, where heterosexual couples came<br />
to fulfill their most fantastic fantasies. As they descended<br />
the steep, mirrored stairwell, disco blared from DJ Bacho’s<br />
turntable. A scene reminiscent of a Roman orgy was already<br />
underway. Under pulsating lights, semi-clad couples ground<br />
against one another. By the pool and the mammoth Jacuzzi,<br />
couples fondled or had sex in plain view. Meanwhile, a Hells<br />
Angel–type sat attentively in front of the orgy room, guarding<br />
a sea of flesh.<br />
“It was very natural there,” recalls Captain John, who says<br />
that Debbie hooked up with a New York Mets pitcher that<br />
evening. “We ended up swinging with several different couples.<br />
From that point, we were hooked.”<br />
Following Woodstock, before “safe sex,” there was a club<br />
called Plato’s Retreat, the most famous swingers’ club ever<br />
to exist. After opening in the majestic Ansonia building’s<br />
basement on Broadway and 74th Street, dozens of imitators<br />
spawned across the country, and thousands of customers,<br />
from Hollywood stars to regular folk like Captain John and<br />
Debbie, headed to its cavernous confines.<br />
“Everyone wanted to see Plato’s,” recalls Howard Smith,<br />
who covered the sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll beat for the Village<br />
Voice. But after nine years of business, jealousy, greed,<br />
and, finally, disease conquered “the cave.” It was an enigmatic<br />
palace of excess. Here is its story.<br />
Perhaps it was fitting that a caveman of sorts, Bronx native<br />
Larry Levenson, created Plato’s. “He was shallow intellectually,”<br />
recalls pornographer Al Goldstein (founder and, until<br />
2003, publisher of Screw), who was once so close with<br />
Levenson that some mistook them for relatives. “He never<br />
read a book, never went to a movie.” Outside of their overfed<br />
pastrami physiques and sexual pedigrees, Levenson and<br />
Goldstein were quite different. While Goldstein, something<br />
of a Hebrew Hefner, perused Kafka, Levenson, a junior-college<br />
graduate, barely cracked a comic book.<br />
Twice-divorced, at least twice hauled into court for failure to<br />
pay child support for his three sons, Levenson, a former Mc-<br />
Donald’s manager, was hawking soda and ice cream on the<br />
beach at Coney Island before Plato’s. “He didn’t have a pot to<br />
piss in,” barked his future Plato’s partner, Frank Pernice.<br />
One night, though, Levenson got lucky. At the Golden Gate<br />
Motel’s cocktail lounge, a seedy locale in Sheepshead Bay,<br />
Brooklyn, Levenson met Ellie, a voluptuous, married housewife<br />
who introduced him to a different life: subterranean<br />
swing clubs like the Underground and the Botany Talk House,<br />
where Madonna used to gig. After the initial, first-name-only<br />
introductions, Levenson, Ellie, and several couples retired<br />
to a Spartan, New Jersey high-rise apartment, where they<br />
tossed their clothes in the corner, rolled with one another,<br />
and snorted amyl nitrate.<br />
“We’d swing the entire weekend,” recalled Levenson. In that<br />
environment, Levenson thought, everyone is honest with one<br />
another. There’s no cheating. Unfortunately, this new lifestyle<br />
was also extremely inconvenient. “It was tough to find parking,”<br />
groused Levenson. “By the time we got to swinging, it<br />
was two in the morning.”<br />
Eventually, Levenson expedited matters by using just one<br />
venue for the entire evening. Hosting floating parties, Leven-<br />
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