The Last Dance at the Halo
The Last Dance at the Halo The Halcyon Club didn't have a sign. You found it the way you found everything else in 1924 New York that was worth finding—through a door in an alley off 135th Street, past a bouncer who knew your name or didn't care enough to ask, through a hallway that smelled of gin and perfume and cigarette smoke, into a room where the music was so good it made your ribs...
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