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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

his wife, the painter

There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks,
and outside a large green bus swerves through traffic like
insanity sprung from a waving line; Turgenev, Turgenev,
says the radio, and Jane Austin, Jane Austin, too.
“I am going to do her portrait on the 28th, while you are
at work.”

#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned

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