The man always sat in the same seat, the stool farthest down the counter. When it wasn’t occupied, that is, but it was nearly always free. The bar was seldom crowded, and that particular seat was the most inconspicuous and the least comfortable. A staircase in the back made the ceiling slanted and low, so it was hard to stand up there without bumping your head. The man was tall, yet, for some reason, preferred that cramped, narrow spot.Because the story takes place in a bar, where I hope you'll join me for a beverage as we visit, I'm linking to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's weekly T Stands for Tuesday blogger gathering.
Kino remembered the first time the man had come to his bar. His appearance had immediately caught Kino’s eye ...
Kino listens to jazz LPs in his bar, and specifically mentioned is Art Tatum:
Also mentioned is the Coleman Hawkins version of Joshus Fit The Battle Of Jericho with Major Holley on bass:
and Billie Holiday's Georgia on my Mind:
Erroll Garner's Moonglow:
and Buddy DeFranco's I Can't Get Started:
I seem to have gotten a defective glue stick. It's a name brand I've never had trouble with, but with this one I can't make even light-weight paper stick and I can't get a smooth surface. I'm going to throw it away and use another that came in the same multi-pack. We'll see.
This one was inspired by the prompt Shoes:
And this one by the prompt Animals:
And random, not from a prompt: