Just like those long ago days when Florence brought in a crowd to her living room to try new things test old work play just play because it was all that matter...
...here in a walk-up apartment on the upper West Side, chairs were put out...
...food was devoured
...neighbors, friends, strangers gathered...
...and the host welcomed us to a night of music.
Then the singer began to sing...
...all those songs Florence listened to during dissolving afternoons and that very last night.
For a brief moment I was home. Back in Her New York.
The MBIPTGIF Happy Hour. - This Week: Johnny Vig’s
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*It’s Friday and that can only mean one thing: Happy Hour!*
*This week we’re spotlighting Johnny Vig’s in the Metro Centre, so let’s
get going and let’s...
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