Bar on the Wrong Side of Town
© 2002 "Jesus, it's a bit seedy round here, isn't it?" I said to my wife as we walked out of the movie theatre and headed towards a row of cabs at the end of the street. I hadn't noticed when we entered the theatre early in the evening, but now that it was dark things seemed very different. "Yeah, I guess so," my wife replied. "It's always had a bit of a reputation, this place." Across the street from us there were two young black women standing at the corner. They wore very...