Wednesday, April 09, 2008
A Place of Legends
We take this road home almost everyday now, and it's nice because these were our old stomping yards back in the day. My sister told me this used to be a club called El Cameroncito (The Little Shrimp). My mom used to tell us a local urban legend about the Devil appearing here one night and dancing the night away with a girl (who had been fairly nasty to other club goers). The dancers around noticed before the girl that he had a cloven foot and a chicken foot. He then disappeared and left a smell of sulfur behind. Did it really happen? I don't know, I wasn't there.