While looking at the database I couldn't believe Martin would sink so low to publish some of that filth. He must have been desperate for editable material...
"Barbara, I'm home."
"How was your day, John?"
"Just terrible, Barbara. I edited one of those stories Bukowski published in a girly magazine. The whole thing made me sick."
"But John, the Germans loved those stories. We got 20 percent of the royalties."
"Barbara, those Germans are all a bunch of perverts. What people don't understand is that Bukowski was a romantic, but just had trouble expressing himself. I'm making his words much more accesible to everyday people."
"Shut the fuck up John and make me another martini you worthless piece of shit!"