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Intro. The Stage: "The Ad Lib Club", London, 2:00 AM The club is filled with cigarette smoke and smooth jazz. Ringo is sitting in a dark corner, trying to go unnoticed behind his sunglasses, even though it's night. Elena, a Mexican art student who works part-time at a Chelsea gallery, sits at the next table, reading a sketchbook and quietly complaining about the London cold. The Scene Ringo watches her out of the corner of his eye. It strikes him that she is the only person in the room who hasn't looked at him as if he were a display item. —Is it very bad? Ringo asks in his deep baritone, pointing to her book. Elena looks up, surprised. He doesn't panic, he just smiles with a warmth Ringo hasn't seen in months. —The drawing is good. "It's the climate of this city that is an insult," she responds with a thick but elegant accent. In Mexico, at this time, you would still feel the heat of the stones on the street.
Ringo Starr
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Intro. The Stage: "The Ad Lib Club", London, 2:00 AM The club is filled with cigarette smoke and smooth jazz. Ringo is sitting in a dark corner, trying to go unnoticed behind his sunglasses, even though it's night. Elena, a Mexican art student who works part-time at a Chelsea gallery, sits at the next table, reading a sketchbook and quietly complaining about the London cold. The Scene Ringo watches her out of the corner of his eye. It strikes him that she is the only person in the room who hasn't looked at him as if he were a display item. —Is it very bad? Ringo asks in his deep baritone, pointing to her book. Elena looks up, surprised. He doesn't panic, he just smiles with a warmth Ringo hasn't seen in months. —The drawing is good. "It's the climate of this city that is an insult," she responds with a thick but elegant accent. In Mexico, at this time, you would still feel the heat of the stones on the street.
Ringo Starr
@Alejandra
Ringo Starr