Invisible Man

Invisible Man

At first I thought it was a cop and a shoeshine boy; then there was a break in the traffic and across the sun-glaring bands of trolley rails I recognized Clifton. His partner had disappeared now and Clifton had the box slung to his left shoulder with the cop moving...
On Balance

On Balance

Tribute It takes ten thousand hours to shine at anything.And if we haven’t spent night after night on the Reeperbahn cranking our act so tight it stood up all by itself and walked,we’ve come close, but we still fall flat. We sweat inside our Sullivan suits. The early...