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The Stripper Mobile Rolled In to South Florida on Super Bowl Weekend, and No One Noticed

By Natalie O'Neill
Feb 18, 2010

The girls are ready, and there are plenty of them. Girls who will laugh at your jokes and say yes and take you by the hand into a private room. Skinny ones with big eyes that seem miles away, like they are already back home, scanning Cosmo or painting a...
Broward County Replaces South Beach as America's Gay Playground

By Natalie O'Neill
Jan 14, 2010

Backstage at Voodoo Lounge in Fort Lauderdale, a manager with a clipboard yells "Five minutes!" and the drag performers begin to scurry. They are readying themselves — applying eye shadow, taping body parts — for a packed Sunday-night audience. The walls are candy red, and the smell of smoke hangs...
Herald Blogger Calls New Times Article Baloney, Forgets to Read Past the Second Section

By Natalie O'Neill
Jan 13, 2010

This morning, Miami Herald reporter Steve Rothaus criticized New Times' cover story "Escape from South Beach." The blogger, who focuses on gay issues, cites one statistic, writing: "It's bit over the top." The article -- if you haven't seen it -- takes a look at three things. 1) The fact...
Justice Junkies Offers to Right Wrongs

By Natalie O'Neill
Oct 29, 2009

Just before midnight, the Pollo Tropical is empty except for a couple of teenagers pointing toward the window and smirking. They've spotted a peculiar-looking 38-year-old who's crouching behind a bush outside in the darkness. He's clad in a Sesame Street T-shirt and a gold chain necklace, and his once-slicked-back hair...
Suicides From South Florida High-Rises Tell the Tales of Those Who Leaped to Their Deaths

By Natalie O'Neill and Lisa Rab
Sep 10, 2009

Fred and Ceil Feldman sat down for coffee and toast inside their snug beachside condo just before 8 one morning. From their kitchen table, on the sixth floor, the elderly couple gazed in comfortable silence at the ocean. Life hadn't yet begun to buzz at Sands Pointe Condominium. Only white...

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