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Everything Begins and Ends at the Kentucky Club

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Lambda Literary Award, Lambda Literary
PEN / Faulkner Award for Fiction, PEN / Faulkner Foundation
Stonewall Books Award Honor, American Library Association (ALA)

Sometimes the border is a mirror, sometimes it's an escape, and sometimes it's just the bridge you cross to go home.

All borders entangle those who live on either side, resulting in many a tale. Take, for instance, these seven evocative stories coming out of the Kentucky Club on Avenida Juárez two blocks south of the Rio Grande. It's a touchstone for all who walk by or go in for a drink or to score. The border on which it sits is really no border at all. Like all special watering holes, it is a liminal space, undefined and unclaimed. It welcomes Spanish and English, Mexicans and gringos, poor and rich, gay and straight, drug addicts and drunks, laughter and sadness, and even despair. It's a place of rich history and good drinks and cold beer and a long, polished mahogany bar. Some days it smells like piss. "I'm going home to the other side," folks say. That's a strange statement, but you hear it all the time at the Kentucky Club.


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Publisher: Lee & Low Books
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  • ISBN: 9781935955337
  • Release date: October 30, 2012

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  • ISBN: 9781935955337
  • File size: 375 KB
  • Release date: October 30, 2012

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Lambda Literary Award, Lambda Literary
PEN / Faulkner Award for Fiction, PEN / Faulkner Foundation
Stonewall Books Award Honor, American Library Association (ALA)

Sometimes the border is a mirror, sometimes it's an escape, and sometimes it's just the bridge you cross to go home.

All borders entangle those who live on either side, resulting in many a tale. Take, for instance, these seven evocative stories coming out of the Kentucky Club on Avenida Juárez two blocks south of the Rio Grande. It's a touchstone for all who walk by or go in for a drink or to score. The border on which it sits is really no border at all. Like all special watering holes, it is a liminal space, undefined and unclaimed. It welcomes Spanish and English, Mexicans and gringos, poor and rich, gay and straight, drug addicts and drunks, laughter and sadness, and even despair. It's a place of rich history and good drinks and cold beer and a long, polished mahogany bar. Some days it smells like piss. "I'm going home to the other side," folks say. That's a strange statement, but you hear it all the time at the Kentucky Club.


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