stohe

Updated: June 16, 2025

Congo gleams, college boy pallors, the smiles of black and white men and women interlace. A spotlight shoots its long hypotenuse upon the floor. In its drifting oval the entertainer, her shoulders back, her elbows out, her fists clenched and her body twisting into slow patterns, bawls in a terrifying soprano "If it waren't foh her powdah And her stohe bought hair.

Ben Hecht - A Thousand and One Afternoons in Chicago