Won’t you take us to Funkytown? No? Ok, we'll settle for Boston in the late 1970s, where the men are smokin ’ hot, the cocktail are icy-cold, and the cops don't care a lot about murders in the gay community. That ’s ok: Valentine and Clarisse Lovelace (his straight, stiletto-heeled gal-pal) have that covered, sleuthing from Fenway to Faneiul Hall, with the occasional hop toP ’town. As gay as the Village People, this series is nevertheless safe to read in front of your Aunt Mildred—in fact, she'd probably love to borrow the books, which are a breezy delight. Slide some Gloria Gaynor in the boombox, pour out an adult beverage, and enjoy!