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Morrissey in Pasadena: Night 1 of 3
"Don't cry for me, Pasadena," crooned the evening's headliner, arm elegantly raised up, as he made his way center stage, almost as if he was channeling the dead old bones of Evita Peron herself.
A Simple Twist of Fate
Sordid old queens in Tangier have earned their reputation for being there for the boys...
Explaining My Fetish For Eccentrics
The Second Chapter of Kelsey's Eccentric Millionaire Chronicles offers an explanation...
Does My Girlfriend Have Disgusting Table Manners?
Pennsylvania, Racist Democrats
The ug mug old guard of the democratic party is showing up in the Keystone state
The Garroting of Eric Clapton Will Commence in 3..2..1
Mick Barr may actually have reinvented the guitar virtuoso as something palatable.
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