Chapter 13

           AweeklaterIwasdrivingdownHollywoodBoulevardwithLydia.AweeklyentertainmentnewspaperpublishedinCaliforniaatthattimehadaskedmetowriteanarticleonthelifeofthewriterinLosAngeles.Ihadwrittenitandwasdrivingovertotheeditorialofficestosubmitit.WeparkedinthelotatMosleySquare.MosleySquarewasasectionofexpensivebungalowsusedasofficesbymusicpublishers,agents,promotersandthelike.Therentswereveryhigh.

           Wewentintooneofthebungalows.Therewasahandsomegirlbehindthedesk,educatedandcool.

           "I’mChinaski,"Isaid,"andhere’smycopy."

           Ithrewitonthedesk.

           "Oh,Mr.Chinaski,I’vealwaysadmiredyourworkverymuch!"

           "Doyouhaveanythingtodrinkaroundhere?"

           "Justamoment..."

           Shewentuptoacarpetedstairwayandcamebackdownwithabottleofexpensiveredwine.Sheopeneditandpulledsomeglassesfromahiddenbar.HowI’dliketogetinbedwithher,Ithought.Buttherewasnoway.Yet,somebodywasgoingtobedwithherregularly.

           Wesatandsippedourwine.

           "We’llletyouknowverysoonaboutthearticle.I’msurewe’lltakeit...Butyou’renotatallthewayIexpectedyoutobe..."

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