Brown Jug

One of the first times I went to the Brown Jug I stumbled into a Libra party. Hey, I’m a Libra too. It was crowded and intense, much more busy and shady then it gets now. There was a merchant marine there trying to tell me about his job but it got too hectic for that kind of talk. At one point I was sitting between a ragged female prostitute spittled while asking me if I wanted a date (“I need money”) and a tall black gay guy saying to me “I’m going to get you and I always get what I want”. I finished my beer and went home alone.


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