The Last Showgirl
The Last Showgirl The piano in the back room of the Blue Note smelled of whiskey and sweat and something older, something that had soaked into the floorboards through decades of dancing. On that particular night in March 1926, the piano player was a young man named Jimmy with fingers that could make the keys weep, and the room was full of people who had come to forget, if only for a few hours,...
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