The Prince rarely ventured into the shop, preferring to hold his court on the sidewalk uptown by St. Vincent’s. But on the rare occasion when he did, it was nothing to see New Orleans’ celebrities like John Goodman or Terrance Blanchard seeking an audience with the Prince. He did not treat the rich and famous…
Ch 8: Something Wicked
“Hey vatos, how were the honey buns?”Christopher Perez asked. The sleeping boys roused and answered, “Awesome man, thanks.” Spider passed him the autographed magazines. “I even made one out to Louie.” Perez pointed past the boys to the sleeping cat in the window and said, “Hey, is that the ghost cat from the brujo?” “What’s…
Ch 5: Worlds Collide
To the best of my knowledge, none of the boys had ever had an experience with the supernatural before. No ghost, no premonitions, just a material world of black and white. All of that was about to change. *** George hit the release lever and the inertia rocked the daredevil’s head back, sending the football…
Lords of Magazine Street: The Ice Cream Gangsters 