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December 12, 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 26, 2024 – 1:38 pm

Poor Alice bears the financial brunt of our relationship. Beyond that she is my love and a good woman to my heart. We still haven’t had sex and she hasn’t had her period. Three weeks and she sleeps in the other room. I hear her crying and try to comfort her, but I haven’t the […]

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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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January 7, 1979 – East Village – Journal

February 13, 2024 – 11:56 am

Rain falls on the grimy snow piling up in the alley behind 256 East 10th Street. New York has declared a snow day. I love snow days. I blankly watch the James Bond movie on our black and white TV. The plot of YOU ONLY LIVE TWICE lazily saunters between fucking and killing tangents with […]

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January 3, 1979 – Journal – East Village

January 29, 2024 – 10:33 am

Alice and I get drunk at CBGBs with Bill Yusk. At CBGBs. Where else? Alice was mad at me, because she had to wait at the door. Lisa Krystal wouldn’t let her in for free without me. Kim wasn’t waitressing either. “I don’t understand why they treat you like they do.” Alice thinks I’m nothing. […]

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January 1, 1979 – East Village – Journal

January 23, 2024 – 11:55 am

Alice, Anthony, and I saw in the New Year on 3rd Avenue. A gang member of Puerto Ricans from the Lower East Side muttered at Alice, “What are you looking at, ugly?” Ship horns from the harbor signaled the end of 1978 and the gang member wished us, “Feliz año nuevo.” We returned the wish. […]

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