The Fitzgerald Glow
The speakeasy on Fifth Avenue existed in the space between jazz and confession, where saxophone notes braided with the kind of truth that only surfaces when the gin flows freely and the world outside the door stops being your problem. Clara DuMont sat at a corner table with a cigarette she wasn't smoking and a drink she wasn't drinking, watching Charles Harrington move through a room full of...
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