April 21/365 Jack

I do not know if he survived the 1980s. Jack was a pocket-sized man, with a very club-kid style. Washington night-life lured him into seedy neighborhoods; once he was mugged by some 12-year-olds, he said. But he still went out, almost every night. I lost track of him about the time that the-disease-with-no-name began to scourge the city.

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