![]() ![]() They looked at each other no one had ever asked that question before. He held up an excited index finger: wait a minute!Įd ran back to the bouncers, and asked if he’d be allowed in if he was wearing moccasins. There were two options in Ed’s size: a set of black dress shoes, and a pair of moccasins. Why not? I mean, I’m sure they’ve been sanitized… Two homeless people had set up a used shoe shop alongside The Bank, for people with the same predicament. Dejected, we walked away and turned the corner towards the parking lot. There was a strict “no sneakers” policy, one they weren’t willing to overlook even after he and I pleaded from sometime about the distance he’d covered to get to The Bank. One night in ’93, a friend of mine came up from the shore (beach, to non-Jersians) and we decided to head over to the club. ![]() I’ve mentioned The Bank before, located at 6th and Spring Garden streets in Philly, which was the greatest club I’ve ever frequented.
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