South

"Are men even allowed here?" I asked the gorgeous bartender at a combination bar-restaurant-spa-shop. A gig by a jazz combo had attracted me to a new shopping development at the southeast corner of 119th and Roe. While I felt exceedingly out of place, everyone else seemed to be having a great time. The deck of a steakhouse overflowed with happy hour revelers, customers filled an Apple store and elegant ladies bought designer clothes. It's a world I scarcely know.