I went to this club occasionally in the early 80’s. It was always a little terrifying to me, in a fun way. People were so over the top here. Dancing on the bar near naked, etc. Plus, the neighborhood late at night was very iffy then. I saw my first dead body not far from here (okay, that was not fun).
I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.View all posts by Stacy Horn →