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1971, public transportation an hour and a half to my graveyard dishwashing job in the fairfax district looking at the other passengers with stunned and slack faces thinking is that what i look like so i grab a discarded herald examiner and start reading. one day i discover the l.a. free press and find bukowski's notes of a dirty old man column, laugh my ass off, and eventually go the bookstore and buy notes (city lights), post office, burning in water / drowning in flame, mockingbird, days run together like wild horses over the hills, women, factotum ... ... ...

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