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Mole’s Used Records.  

I leafed through the K’s – King Crimson, Kings, Kinks

“Hey – man – ” said a UC student with afro and a ripped flannel shirt, “I saw you – I saw you – at the eye last night!  Plrknib!”  

“Yeah.”

“Good stuff, man!  Yer okay!”

“Thanks.”

He reached past me into the K bin, pulled out a Kings album.

“Oh shit!  Amazon Beach!  It’s out of print!”

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clifton

Clifton was a hippy town, a mini-Haight Ashbury, but smaller and a bit cleaner.  It was the University of Cincinnati’s campus and during the 70’s the town was alive with bars, boutiques, head shops and restaurants like Zino’s Firehouse Pizza, In Cahoots with its mile-high reubens, and the Beacon-sized Bogarts, where any mid-level name band could make you feel like you were at a happening.

On Calhoun, sandwich row, you could start at one end, say, Adriatico’s Greek deli and work your way down, eating and barhopping.  Towards Clifton Ave you’d hit Arby’s, Wendy’s, the Acropolis, and then it was bar, bar, bar, bar, campus bookstore, bar, laundromat, Tony’s Pizza, bar, bar.