The speakeasy was called The Blue Note and it was located in a basement on 135th Street where the air smelled of gin and rebellion and the band on stage was playing something that sounded like the future.
Jinruo Liang stood at the edge of the dance floor and tried to look like she belonged. She was wearing a dress that cost more than most people in this room made in a year, and her hair was cut short in the style that the young women called flapper and the older women called scandalous. She had learned to cut it herself in a bathroom mirror in Paris, using scissors she had bought at a department...
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