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December 11, 1978 – East Village – Journal Entry

February 25, 2024 – 7:40 pm

Last week slipped out of existence without any resistance to the daily grind of waking past noon, Alice embracing me until three, Her going to Irving Plaza, while I wandered the East Village until six, having a drink in a Polish dive, then return to 256 East Street to watch TV, sleep and repeat. An […]

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December 9, 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 16, 2024 – 10:48 am

I haven’t seen Alice all day. My honey has been deluged by problems. The previous show’s Emcee, David McDermott, bailed on presiding over METRO NOVELTIES. A day before the opening. His resignation might have occured, because Klaus Nomi garnered all the praise, ignoring his hilarious haute fey frontman performance. Alice said nothing about the whys, […]

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December 8, 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 15, 2024 – 2:45 pm

Last night I stayed out late on the streets, sleazing from Max’s to CBGBs and then to the Crow’s Nest on Avenue A to shove quarters into the illegal slot machine. A loser. No one wins on that thief. I ended up with a go-go dancer’s apartment. Carol Smith and I snorted coke, but I […]

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December 6 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 15, 2024 – 1:24 pm

This afternoon I ran into Alice and her shrewish girlfiend on St. Mark’s. I coldly greeted my love. I tried to kiss me and she turned the cheek. I’m pissed she stayed in Chinatown with Tom and the Bitch, but I know Tom wouldn’t try anything. We are real friends. I could see she was […]

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December 5 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 15, 2024 – 1:18 pm

Last night Alice opted to stay at her girlfriend’s Chinatown loft to work on the Vaudeville Show without calling me. This morning I woke to an empty bed. The show’s importance outweighed any consideration and I suspect our romance has come to an end. Sean Hausman called to work for clearing an East 11th Street […]

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