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No lip-synching, you sang with a live band.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
A canoe hung over the bar and no sign outside.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Backlit stained glass faked sunlight all night.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
You banged your shoes together before the search.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The only light downstairs came off the turntables.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
A drag queen swung overhead in pink roller skates.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Rough warehouse brick at your back, the take-off zone.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Its line formed at dawn as Tunnel emptied opposite.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
A long skinny room that cooked you in summer.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The stage was a tiny triangle in the corner.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
One wrong step on the bar and you hit the ice machine.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Open until midnight. Where a night started, or where it went after the band.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The jukebox sat next to the foosball table.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Subversive art on the walls, jukebox you can't hear.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The peephole slid open and judged how rough you looked.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
A French Moroccan corner that stayed open late and never emptied. Where her parents met.
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Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The walls were maps, stacked three deep.
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They would not let me in wearing a tie.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
A club called The Cooler, and it was a sweatbox.
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Signed dollar bills on every inch, walls and roof.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The menu lived under a sheet of heavy glass.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Cocktail lounge on Bayard, by the ice cream factory.
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Song requests scrawled on scraps of paper.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
The downstairs one, not street level. Not the same.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
At the top of the slide, a burlap sack.
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Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
It still felt like the mayonnaise factory it was.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
Waiting on somebody who was there.
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