Inspiring Adolescent Debauchery...

This is a good article. H.L. Mencken describes a similar setting around his Baltimore childhood home, where "inspiring debauchery" took place whenever he and his "gang" (rather, a gathering) of kids made it out to what seemed like the edge of civilization. See the first volume of his autobiography, I'm uncertain what chapter. H.L. Mencken, "Happy Days: 1880-1892."

Celluloid allowed our generation to conceive of grandiose violence, even though I was only allowed to watch those types of flicks at the houses of other friends. Their fathers usually had subscriptions to Playboy, sometimes Hustler. Every now and then we'd break from the Sand Hills (in my region, we called them "Dirt Hills") and make way to the local C-Store, or the newly erected Econo Foods, and try to pool our money to either rent a movie with boobs in it (allthewhile hoping a "cool" anti-censorship clerk was tending the movie store register; eg., a teenager), or get soda and sugar and salt snacks.