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LONG GONE LONG by Peter Nolan Smith

Twenty-five minutes after the ball dropped on New Year’s Eve 1982 a masked assassin shot dead the main investor a block away from the Continental Club on West 25th Street. The FBI and NYPD’s Internal Affairs investigating Viktor Malenski’s murder quickly drew lines between the dots. My ex-girlfriend was living with the dead man’s partner. […]

Faster Than Hell

Back in 1984 a Paris friend bought a fiendishly fast KZ 1100 cc bike. One evening we were sitting at le Savanne, an African transvestite after-hour bar in Les Halles, Francois dangled the keys in front of my face, “How you like to take the monster for a ride?” I had a Vespa. Its top […]

NOT ALL CRASHES ARE ACCIDENTS by Peter Nolan Smith

I never met Princess Diana, although a friend of a friend married her brother. Diana would have been at the wedding. I never received an invitation. No great loss, because the Princess of Wales wasn’t my type, however I viewed her death as a blow against the empire of goodness. I arrived in London the […]

Cave Women Of The Ice Age

# 1 has to be Raquel Welch from 1,000,000 BC. Blonde. Great Hair. And no dirt. This female humanoid is the darling of the anthropologists. Call me old fashioned, but I prefer Lorna the Fair One. Or Carole Landis from 1,000,000 BC (1940) Then there is Darryl Hannah from CLAN OF THE CAVE BEAR. We […]

Willie DeVille 1986

One night in 1986 Willie DeVille came to the Royal Lieu with Jorgen Osterloh, Aurora Clemente, and Dean Tavourlos. Willie was with his wife. We knew each other from CBGBs. He gave me a line of smack. Willie was good for that. It was brown. Jorgen said he was going back to his apartment in […]