the in crowd

“The Limelight is the most happening club in all the Village,” intoned our notorious sidekick, Boy.

Since our school days, Boy has always been hep to the jive, so we reckoned we could trust him.

“Always make sure you tell ’em you know Effie,” he assured us.

As we walked inside, the bouncer stamped our hands, as a Charles Mingus-type bassist played “Good-Bye Pork Pie Hat” in the corner.

“I like it here,” I thought. “The espresso is strong. The vibes are hep. The existentialist oddballs are good for a laugh. I’ll stick around for a while longer.”

Rochelle Wisoff~Field leads us in our weekly attempt to write a fictional story of one-hundred words, Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo prompt was contributed by Amy Reese.



  1. Sounds like you got it all correct, Larry. I didn’t especially like many of the clubs as the music was so loud in some it would break your eardrums, and others were so smokey you choked. I never cared for modern jazz but had a relative who was crazy about it. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne


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