Time Travelers Strictly Cash

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Say it was just another Saturday night at Callahan’s Place. Which is to say that the joint was merry as hell, as usual. Over in the corner Fast Eddie sat in joyous combat with Eubie Blake’s old rag “Tricky Fingers,” and a crowd had gathered around the piano to cheer him on. It is a demonically difficult rag, which Eubie wrote for the specific purpose of humiliating his competitors, and Eddie takes a crack at it maybe once or twice a year. He was playing it with his whole body, grinning like a murderer and spraying sweat in all directions. The onlookers fed him energy in the form of whoops and rebel yells, and one of the unlikely miracles about Callahan’s Place is that no one claps along with Eddie’s music who cannot keep time. All across the rest of the tavern people whirled and danced, laughing because they could not make their feet move one fourth as fast as Eddie’s hands. Behind the bar Callahan danced with himself, and bottles danced with each other on the shelves behind him.
Time Travelers Strictly Cash
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