The sun had not shone on Miami Beach that day, and the Sunday night was chilly. Men on the hunt, women coyly at bay, people who were merely married or alone packed the twin, curving bars at the 5 O'Clock Club (where the drinks are free at 5 a.m. and 5 p.m.). Jack Dempsey brooded in a corner of his dim and crowded saloon. Fat, male Mother Kelly dished up steaks, drinks and hermaphroditic comedy at Mother Kelly's. Across Biscayne Bay, on the Miami side, painted men danced and profaned sweet songs at...
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