Alain Pacadis led the gay revolution in Paris with friends Marie France and Paquita Paquin. He wrote for various newspapers and magazines in the French capitol. I met him at the Bains-Douches, where I was working as the physionomiste. Friends joked that the unwashed journalist was the ugliest man on Earth, although Serge Gainsbourg argued that point. He explored the underground like a mole with smeared glasses shielding his pinned pupils. Pacadis was accepted everywhere in the nightlife, although his favorite haunt was Le Privilege under La Palace on rue Montmatre. He ran with young boys. I was always surprised that they sought his favor. finally he ended up with a lovely transvestite. Their affair was tempestuous and dangerous.
One morning he was found dead in his apartment.
His lover was accused of murder.
He was cremated at the Pere Lachaise Cemetery.
It was the place to be.
And Pacadis always knew those places.
His novel UN BONNE HOMME CHIC sells well to this day.