![]() ![]() ![]() There was a lovely Irish guy there I’d been talking to before the trip, He said, “You look fucking awful.” I ended up sleeping for twenty-four hours.Īll my feelings came out six months later in London: I was purging my mind after a nasty experience and being sick on paper. I went back to New York barefoot and gave a cabbie all the money I had, which was twenty-three dollars, to take me to an Irish pub in Times Square.
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