ghost21

imagine stumbling down some Godfosaken back alley and stepping over sprawled,beaten,battered lost souls. Imagine that the best you can. Then imagine you find yourself in the sleaziest saloon on the planet. The place stinks,with all the usual stinks, There's a stage. The lights come up. You expect the worst. Then out dances an Angel. Perfect. Graceful. Beautiful. A dream come true. Nancy. Nancy Callahan. she amazes