#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
Marina Louise, Fay named the child. So there it was, Marina Louise Chinaski. In the crib by the window. Looking up at the tree leafs and bright designs whirling on the ceiling. Then she...
a house with 7 or 8 people living in it getting up the rent. there’s a stereo never used and a set of bongos
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
The track had moved down the coast a hundred miles or so. I kept paying the rent on my apartment in town, got in my car and drove down. Once or twice a week I would drive back to the ap...
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed
eating cold plums in bed she told me about the German who owned everything on the block except the custom drapery shop and he tried to buy
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
But the next morning it was the sa… “That’s all, Chinaski. Nothing fo… It went on for a week. I sat ther… Then Bobby Hansen, one of the old… “I don’t care. I’m not kissing hi…
they took my man off the street the other day he wore an L.A. Rams sweatshirt w… the sleeves cut off
I phoned Joyce. “How’s it working with Purple Sti… “What did he do when you told him… “We were sitting across from each… “What happened?”