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Pass the bottle over here." "Bukowski is insane!" screamed Joe Hyans. You print his column," said Pops. He's the best writer in California," said young Hyans. The best insane writer in California," I corrected him. Son," Pops went on, "I have all this money. I want to put your paper over. All we gotta do is bust a few-" "No. No. No!" Joe Hyans screamed. I won't have it!" Then he ran out of the house. What a wonderful man Joe Hyans was. He ran out of the house. I reached for another drink and told Cherry that I was going to fuck her up against the bookcase. Pops said he'd take seconds. Cherry cussed us while Joe Hyans ran off down the street with his soul- The paper went on, coming out once a week somehow. Then the trial about the photo of the female cunt came up. |
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