In the upstairs loft at the Olde Gristle folks mingle in the after hours amidst chatter, coffee, and wafting smoke with an ancient record player in the corner spinning dusty 45’s.
Manford pontificates on musical arcana whilst Glen Aludo feigns interest in everything. Pipo Spanno attempts conversation with an indifferent Ginia Lupo.
Other characters were present. “Punk” Mike looking cheesed off. Plumber/Philosopher Dan and Miss Gutkind sitting nearby sipping, smoking, and wearing black. Brown Bag performance artists, mopey young wannabe’s, and aging coat-tailers all practice their poses with poise.
Future iterations stand as proxy simulacra.
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