When I returned to New York, Area had lost its cachet, and by early 1987 it had closed.
Occasionally, when I walk by some 21-year-old smoking a clove cigarette, I'm taken back to my college nightclubbing days in New York, wearing black clothes and bright makeup at the Peppermint Lounge, the Pyramid Club and Danceteria.
Leaving the house in the evening, I would check to make sure I had lipstick, money, and keys - which at the time was all I needed in life.
In June 1986, I graduated from New York University. As I left the Joe Weinstein dormitory, I wrote on the top of the concrete window frame, "Yes, Xander Mellish actually lived here."
If the student living there now finds it, I wonder what she'd think. Maybe she'll Google me, and then she'll find this site.