Linda Vargas, Miss December, 1957

Linda Vargas, Miss December, 1957Lithe as a cat, a satiny, black, unblinking cat, and restless as a cat, too, is lovely Linda Vargas. She stalks Chicago's foggy lake-front streets, wanders alone through the labyrinthine corridors of the Art Institute, sits by herself sometimes in a club, listening to the muted wail of a trumpet as it weaves through her consciousness like a caress.Self-involved and unsatisfied, Linda searches for a purpose and fulfillment that she herself cannot define. It is by...