Our Man in Antigua

Marcel kicks butts, takes names

 5th Calle, west of the park(which is lit very nicely with the new palacio de capitans generals)…exceedingly fucking dead…6th avenida…dead except for the perennial packed joint, el gato negro…will Reilly’s 2 suck up their business?  time, etc…5ta norte…Sangre, finally getting the concept about T&A, brought in a batch of Gallo Girls

T&A always plays

 ignacio and the crew at the patio…aniet having a case of stiff fingers, working her flute magic..whew…did i step on my dick tonight…two people at a table at ixcot…i thought it was a couple(man/woman)…one went to the bathroom at ocelot and i pointed out the men’s room…oops..wrong…if i’d been the dutch boy, i coulda stuck my finger in the bull dyke and saved holland..Carla’s back at O’lot…working and looking better, tho pained…Ana,her pal? ask Carla for a french fry to go… where the hell have i been? she’s gorgeous…Wendy Wever and Lola, out on the town, upper 5th…checkin’ in to Cashbar…Hector’s, uncharacteristically quiet, especially on a Saturday night. Bell’s F2, doing business, as was Alex’ Sobremesa…DV? quiet and a chance to talk with Luis Miguel…compared notes on ‘she of the infectious smile’…sad..a downward spiral.