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It's A Dirty World (1968)

Story (1968)

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It's A Dirty World

I drove along Sunset, late one evening, stopped for a signal, and at a bus stop saw this dyed redhead with a brutal and ravaged face, powdered, painted, that said "this is what life does to us." I could imagine her drunk, screaming across the room at some man and I was glad the man wasn't me. She saw me looking at her and waved, "Hey, how about a ride?" "O.K.," I said, and she ran across two lanes of traffic to get in...

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