I decide to drop in, with my boys, to the club on 117th Street, an occasional stop for us. Once inside, we greet a couple of childhood friends who made it out. In passing, we greet with handshakes, and hugs. The usual wallflowers hug the wall, but one of the girls from the block, Felicia was there and that surprises me. I never saw her here before, but I wasn't in here EVERY week, so I may have just missed her. We walk to...