Ah, dark paneled New York bars and dressing for dinner. No place like the Big Apple. This story is so evocative for me, makes me feel winter in Manhattan. A nice smokey scotch, soft lights, and polished mahogany.

Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com

Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com