The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in — Tom Callahan
The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in — Tom Callahan
The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in — Tom Callahan
The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in — Tom Callahan
The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in — Tom Callahan
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The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in the Bronx. (Dark City Lights)

— Tom Callahan
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