Humorous article about Ft. Lauderdale in The Advocate. (A couple of typos, though [not in the passage below].)
Following dinner, we all grabbed a drink at Georgie’s Alibi, a bar down the
street. It was unsophisticated gay fun -- Beyoncé videos and tight T-shirts. One of the journalists starting talking up a local fella who announced, “I just moved to Fort Lauderdale, but I haven’t met anyone, which is surprising, since I’m so good-looking.” I alerted the tourism board -- that guy could do more damage than [Mayor] Naugle. . . .