Two and a half years ago, we began a project in the magazine that quickly migrated to our website, asking one New Yorker a week to record his or her sex life anonymously—the conquests, the agonies, the onanism. Our interest was not purely prurient. We wondered what might be revealed about the city’s sex life as a whole. After 141 Sex Diaries, a picture has started to come into focus (and so have some of the Diarists themselves, bravely agreeing to show their faces). So what have we gleaned from these Diaries—not to mention from the ravenous commenters who pore over each weekly installment? An analysis of the text begins below. —Sex Diaries Editor: Arianne Cohen