A quite 'sobering' experience at this gig at a New Jersey country club's Anniversary celebration...drawing sauced up and surly folks while wearing a French beret and scarf in poor lighting, and dealing with some truly lovely and endearing personalities, all on an empty stomach, could have been a recipe for disaster and tragedy, but I used the opportunity to my advantage instead, and let the derangement flow out the Markette tip...STILL waiting to get paid for that last hour...arrgh.
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