SOMEWHERE NEAR DAWN
As I remember, somewhere near dawn, if
it was nice enough night, someone would
say 'Happy New Year' again! January, NYC,
maybe 46 degrees. Colder than that, and
with any Hudson wind at all, the westside
piers were just too cold. Places were all
closing up, and there weren't too many
other joints to sit in. So - for fun - we'd
walk over to Henrietta Hudson. It was
always barely still open. So was the White
Horse, usually, if a brawl hadn't broken out
and screwed that one up. Henrietta Hudson
was a lesbian bar, yep, at the corner of
Henrietta Street, and Hudson Street. Real
time, and real place, on that one.
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The lesbian factor was cool, and sometimes,
yeah, we'd get bitched at for coming in. But
you buy the bar a drink, pass the word around,
leave it all alone, tell them you're tired and cold,
and let them look over your wives or girlfriends,
and it all went away.
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No rough stuff, but some real rough girls. I
don't know what it's like there now, but this
was like 1984.
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