We may have our mother's features, but we sure as hell have our father's fixtures.

You're hearing a popular headliner from a small underground venue in the East Village.

Hey, come on, you're not a real woman.

Not a real woman.

The comedian is performer Ty Bennett, a big blonde imposing figure in a dazzling evening

gown.

Are you kidding?

I'm probably more of a man than you are,

and more of a woman than you'll ever get.

They're heck.

Ty Bennett headlines at an underground village venue

where the mafia meets Hollywood's elite and

politicians interact with New York's most marginalized queer people. And at the

front door there's our heroin, Anna Genovese.

It's in this new club that Anna Genovese rules the roost for the next two decades of her life.

After lighting a fire with veto in open court, Anna starting over again,

waiting for no one, not a judge, or her husband to determine her fate.

This is mob queens.

Talk about our secrets till the morning comes.

Then you let me try on all your clothes.

Vito started to smack Anna around and Frank Costello stopped him.

The tree probably had something that he knew she had.

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