Nightlife and Entertainment

You would be stimulated anew by contact with this strange and vital city. It remains elixir to me. It is inexhaustible.

My dear boy, on thirty-five dollars a week I am living at a hotel which is luxurious and delightful; I see one or two plays (from the upper balcony, it is true, but I don't have to smell the actors to appreciate the play); I dine with several different people each week, choosing those who I feel most like talking at; I visit those ultra ultra spots where drinks cost a dollar each (though I get only one or two) and the like of which is nowhere else in this unfair country. You would have a delightful time here with me.

"We All Wear the Green Carnation" from Noel Coward's Bitter Sweet, Act 3, Scene 1. Courtesy of British Pathé.

Notes

Back to Leo Adams: A Gay Life in Letters, 1928–1952

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