Atlanta: Land of Contrasts
My annual King Day set at the Star Bar. I guess the idea is to remind the most self-consciously jaded audience in town that an idealist was born a mere 2 miles to the west.
It's my ongoing attempt to give my comedy a sense of place. That place may be a city built by the railroad and sustained by an airport, a metro-wide convention center everyone's just passing through, but there was one person of note actually born here.
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I don't guess it would do any good to sneak a file into Dr. King's birthday cake while he was in jail. Unless he had a hangnail.
I correspond with several women prisoners. In 8 to 10 years I will be married.
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