WIGBAG.com
"It's
not a hatbox, it's a wigbag..."
This site is under reconstruction.
When
I lived in St. Louis in 1987, I used to hang out a place called the Venice Cafe. Every Friday night, this punk rock girl came in carrying
a wig bag. The wig bag was full of all kinds of games - cards, dice, checkers,
and a pack of cigarettes. We would gather around a table and play games
for hours. Now I live in another place in another time, but when I think
of that old, blue wigbag, I always smile...
Last Updated: September 2008
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