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...cast-iron door hustling people in next to big Bill. The air was steamy and I could hear the music from the nearby nightclubs relentlessly competing and clashing in the street. A barker swung open the door to the club across the street exposing a stage full of "girls" wearing paste-ons and G-strings. A plastic leg with a red high heel poked out of an upstairs window. It was all pretty joyous. I smiled to the outside travellers walking slow as a happy herd through the furnace of the late New Orleans...
...last blues set was over and the place was getting empty. Only the most convincing queens and a few prostitutes sipping orange juice remained: a room full of "women" and "girls." Soon even they disappeared to some unknown corner. Big Bill and Mickie sat at the bar counting money and empty bottles. As I wiped the bar down, a two inch cockroach crawled over it. I started to kill it, but Bill stopped me. "Leave it alone. They watch the place when we're gone...
...stem from an incident in late August, soon after the latest tower topplings. Hoyum was driving across backroads when company-hired security men, following up all leads in the case, began tailing him. What began as surveillance ended up as high-speed car chase, with the five pickup trucks full of Burns Security Guards (rented from a Chicago firm) trying to run Hoyum to earth. Debbie Pick of Gasp relates what happened next...
...wait, not minding the cold, apprehensively euphoric at the prospect of impending, but undefined confrontation. The forest has a silver lining: a brilliant full moon illuminates the treetops and jagged piles of gravel from the construction site...
...play the harlot Xaviera instead of hard to get. She slides down stairs and moseys off stage convincingly enough, but the Texas Tally Wackers--the "orchestra"--drown out her songs. She's still a pretty classy old whore, and does her best to compensate for a script crammed full of non-sequiturs. The storyline slips readily from bathos to pathos and back again...