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OUT ON THE RUNWAY

The East Village lays west of the East River. I loved their with the hillbilly girlfriend in 1978. Alice was a little bit country and a lot of David Bowie. Insomnia was a family trait and my mind wandered the world before dawn In the tenement apartment I marveled at the marble whiteness of her […]

The Free World

Back in December of 1981 I showed up late at JFK for a Pan-Am flight to Boston. “No worries.” The young clerk picked up the phone. “The plane is still on the tarmac. We’ll drive you out to it.” “Really?” I couldn’t believe my good luck. “We aim to serve.” I followed him out of […]