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Chapter 8

           "WhatdoyouthinkofAllenGinsberg?"

           "Look,don’tgetmeoffthetrack.Iwantyourmouth,yourlegs,yourass."

           "Allright,"shesaid.

           "Seeyousoon.I’minthebedroomdownstairs."

           Igotup,lefther,hadanotherdrink.Ayoungguy-atleast6feet6inchestall-walkeduptome."Look,Chinaski,Idon’tbelieveallthatshitaboutyoulivingonskidrowandknowingallthedopedealers,pimps,whores,junkies,horseplayers,fightersanddrunks..."

           "It’spartlytrue."

           "Bullshit,"hesaidandwalkedoff.Aliterarycritic.

           Thenthisblonde,about19,withrimlessglassesandasmilewalkedup.Thesmileneverleft."Iwanttofuckyou,"shesaid."It’syourface."

           "Whataboutmyface?"

           "It’smagnificent.Iwanttodestroyyourfacewithmycunt."

           "Itmightbetheotherwayaround."

           "Don’tbetonit."

           "You’reright.Cuntsareindestructible."

           IwentbacktothecouchandstartedplayingwiththelegsoftheonewiththeshortskirtandmoistflowerlipswhosenamewasLillian.

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