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At a downstairs bar in the heart of Manhattan's Chelsea District, Storme DeLarverie appears almost nightly. She almost never discards the floppy-brim hat that covers a torrent of cotton-ball hair or the burgundy glasses that shield half her face, but she's never unapproachable. To passersby, elderly women may seem out of place in a neighborhood known for the young, muscular set, but DeLarverie is often the center of attention. Shy, in the polite but guarded way one might expect from a well-known celebrity, she returns hellos and accepts the occasional drink from the young, queer strangers who are awed by an elder in their midst, a strange sight in a city where there are few of her generation left. But DeLarverie is not a well-known celebrity, despite the fact that she's twice made history here. The first time, she made history as an emcee of the legendary...
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