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The Great Heart Bank Robbery Red Jordan Arobateau

The Great Heart Bank Robbery

Red Jordan Arobateau

Published August 22nd 2011
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Kindle Edition
226 pages
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The streets of New York City, 1962, Greenwich Village. We are introduced to Timmy: “a tall, good looking girl” who is cruising the gay section of the Village (before Stonewall) where the gay kids assemble from: “All over Manhattan, the boroughs. TheyMoreThe streets of New York City, 1962, Greenwich Village. We are introduced to Timmy: “a tall, good looking girl” who is cruising the gay section of the Village (before Stonewall) where the gay kids assemble from: “All over Manhattan, the boroughs. They came over from Jersey, to hang out in the streets.”Timmy is a waitress, a butch sort. A confused 18 year old. A nice kid amid the good kids & street tramps. Confused if she should go all the way gay, or try to be straight.Then the scene is moved along by: “MISS MARY!” Cries, squeals of gay boys with peroxide hair, at the sight of ‘her’ blue uniform- “ALONG COMES MARY!”Soon, Jackie a ‘Drag Queen’ comes on the scene: “Jackie is about 28. She picks up tricks in Times Square, or 5th Avenue, or Bryant Park, where the New York Public Library is, in upper Manhattan. She is a man posing as a woman. She didn’t wear any make up, just the wig, and the falsies. Too frantic to stop.”--As Arobateau describes it: “I’d like to tell you about the already tiered boys, street-used. Who are just hustling enough for a meal, because they’re not pretty. Skinny butts, in their rumpled clothes.” Occasionally a gang of dikes walks up a few blocks to hoot & howl up at the girls up inside the stern brick building the House of Detention.Timmy interacts with some interesting characters in some very emotional exchanges of teenage angst, in which older people attempt to ‘figure out her gayness.’ And advise her ‘what she should do about it.’ Although primarily interacting with her own kind--the gay street children with all their humor, hustling & great expectations. “They stood. A gang, under the eaves of huge New York buildings. Loitering. Hooting at passerby’s. Timmy’s feet hurt awful, from nearing the end of the week, constant walking. But it was too hot to go home and change. Sweat dripped down her back and her uniform stuck to her pink thin body. Bare arms and legs sticking out of it. She hadn’t been in gay life long enough to get freaked out by other gay kids seeing her in a dress--work clothes. “Timmy! This is my lousy name ! I wish I could be somebody else for a while!” “Well be me! I need the company!” A little rough dike says, loud. ‘Lousy fuckers.’ (Timmy) looked desperately out at all the full grown people passing around them, imprisoned in their dresses and suits and ties. “They give me a pain up my ass!” Timmy commented, and turned, and spit shreds of tobacco from her hand-rolled cigarette out on the pavement. “Well I need some bread man... You got some bread Mister? Whoops!” A butch propositions a butch next to her-- in joke. “Yea man, you and me both. I’m broke as a joke.” Says the other dike, hands in empty pockets, jingling her keychain, the only metal there to make a sound. “Man, I’m tellen’ ya’, lets pull a job.” One says. “What kind of job? “Hell, I don’t know. Wait ‘till it’s dark, grab some fucker in the hallway and beat shit out of him!”--- A good looking woman walked past, and one ugly little squared off dike took off from the pack and began following her, hands jammed down in her pockets, following this poor straight woman along the avenue. The woman wore a dress, high heels, and looked like a very cold mannequin. “Hey baby! Do you want a thrill! I CAN GIVE YOU A THRILL!” She whistled thru her teeth, ‘till the annoyed woman disappeared in the crowd. The dike came back, lounging, like she didn’t give a damn. ratty, but disappointed as usual.”“WOW!” Says one of the girls. “That’s neat!” A woman passed a few yards away, stockinged legs crossing scissor like.