texts: When did you first do business with this Bertrand? </s> <s> Oh, I first heard these street cats jiving about him back in '56, '57 when I lived down in the Quarter. </s> <s> Street cats?
labels: Swishes.  They swish, y'know.  Young fags, you know.  They'd come into my bureau needing help, no bread, and I'd say, hey man, I ain't Rockefeller, who gonna back you up?  These cornmuffins go to the phone and dial...