New York 1979

- Only for rich assholes, I said to my friend, meeting Johnny & Co in the lobby.

The Punk answered my insult with a face of womiting. His partner, who gona kill his girlfriend whitin 24 houers, looked at me liked I deserved to die. Strange days in New York City. Later the same week Sid smashed a bottle and pressed it up the throat of Pattys brother. Went to the Met the same ev. The Nutcracker.
(ett spyfärdigt ansiktsuttryck)