With a smile, I climb a steep flight of stairs in the South End into a smoky, dark auditorium strewn with pews. Big Mama Thornton is out on the stage stompin’ and wailin’ in front of a sparse, appreciative crowd. I wander and wonder. Paradise found. My blues are born.
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There are countless true stories about Boston. This project tells one at a time, in exactly 50 words. The series is edited by Alex Kingsbury.