Beatle Bob Saunters by an Old Haunt

It was a rare daylight sighting of Beatle Bob, St. Louis' famous nightclub dance phenom. He crossed the intersection with one arm extended, his index finger pointing upward, lecturing himself, his mop-top hair-do perfectly in place. Bob then stopped momentarily in front of the Hi-Pointe bar to scrutinize the fliers taped to the window before disappearing down Oakland alley behind the Cheshire Inn, past the dumpsters.