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    Church of Hot Addiction – (Chapter: Chapter One)

     

    I made my way across the northern states and had a brief stay in New York. The city was amazing bustling with an energy that was so awe-inspiring. I would have stayed longer but everywhere I would go my father’s rock star image would follow. I felt like every break I got was due all to my dad and I felt like I needed something more.

     

    I made my way south and ended up passing through Austin rarely giving it a second thought. Luck would have it that my car would break down as I made my way through the always present traffic. I had little money left with me so I decided to find a part-time job around town. I made my way from store to store but found nothing that really appealed to me. I got a small apartment on the East side of the main highway and spent most of my nights just checking out all the hot spots which there were many to choose from.

     

    One night I was out moving along Congress Avenue and made a turn on an unfamiliar street. As I made my way down the street I noticed a building that was slightly run down. I made my way around the building and saw a for sale sign posted on its doors. I peered through the dusty windows and noticed a large empty area that had a beautifully built bar to the side. I thought to myself that this would make a great club and made a promise to myself that once I saved up enough money I would buy the place.

     

    It took a good six solid months to save up enough money to buy the building. As I didn’t want to have to rely on getting money from my father I made my way around to the local gay establishments and asked if any of the owners would be interested in a joint venture with me. I made it clear to them that I had no interest in taking their business away and that they were entitled to advertise at my club all that they wanted. They loved the idea and six months later I had myself a club.

     

    The renovations were massive on the building but I was completely satisfied with the result. Instead of having to worry about getting to and from the club to get home I decided to have an apartment built on top of the club. The finishing touch for the club was a name. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to call the club since I had never had to name a building before. The establishment was going to be aimed towards the gay community but anyone was welcome to come inside as long as they had fun. I debated constantly in my head over what name to give the club and finally settled on “Church of Hot Addiction.”

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