Night Train 6
Friday, that’s payday. We decide to go to the Venus Bar to see a chick Dionisio’s sweet on, Tina from Nicaragua. Dionisio’s been having stomach trouble so first we go to Grand Central Market, the China Cafe, for menudo, and then we tip a few. Dionisio goes to the toilet and when he comes back his face is pale and he’s clutching his stomach. It’s probably salmonella. Or it could be E. coli. Or the wormwood dust, who knows. “Maybe we shouldn’t go to the bar.” “No, fuck it. I want you to meet... Sign in to see full entry.