very tall girl lifts her nose at m… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire

the dead dogs of nowhere bark as you approach another traffic accident. cars one standing on its

Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?

if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?

drinking 15 dollar champagne— Cordon Rouge—with the hookers. one is named Georgia and she doesn’t like pantyhose: I keep helping her pull up

you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the

she sits up there drinking wine while her husband is at work. she puts quite

sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water

After 3 years I made “regular.” That meant holiday pay (subs didn’t get paid for holidays) and a 40 hour week with 2 days off. The Stone was also forced to assign me as relief man to 5 ...