. In Shadow of the Stonewall Inn, a Gay Man Is Killed __ In any reasonable society one man’s 2nd Amendment Right cannot be allowed to trample another man's 1st Amendment Rights in the dust. .
_________________________ . "...or am I a butterfly dreaming she's a woman?"
I'm sure Steve can attest that there's just no way to simply stumble from the E6th St Slums into the once affluent narrow winding back streets of that area without INTENDING TO GO THERE for whatever purpose one has in mind.
Those back streets are still lined with the Turn-of-the-century Brownstone Townhouses once used by the Uber-Rich, during ‘the Gas- Light Era’ who’d made the 3 hour (5-10 mile?) trip to "The City" for an evening of Theatre & Fine Dining in mid-town, then to retire to your Townhouse in the quiet section of town, rather than making the dangerous nighttime journey ALL THE WAY back to Brooklyn or ‘ Jersey.
The dark windy streets that once accommodated the narrow one-horse hacks (the Taxis of that by-gone age) many of which are still paved with bare cobble stones, and lit only with Victorian Gas Lamps.
As time went by, and NYCity soared into the sky, along with the soaring rents...that area remained more or less frozen in time, drew the Bohemian cafe crowd, artists, artisans, and musicians, while the rest of the world moved on.
Eventually the Bohemian atmosphere that fosters total acceptance, accepted the gay folk looking for a place where they could “just be left alone” in which to congregate and be as free to be themselves as the Italians on Mott St or the Orientals down on Canal St.
That jerk is nothing more than a predatory animal who strapped on his concealed weapon that night and went out on the prowl.
_________________________ . "...or am I a butterfly dreaming she's a woman?"
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