Took another trip thorugh skid row with bukowski. It's his usual fare here of cheap wine, cheap women and dead ends jobs. He kicks around New York, New Orleans and Cincinatti but ultimately is drawn back to the dregs of Los Angeles. Alot of these chapters, and chapter is loose term becuase they are 3 pages at most, feel done to me. But maybe that's because I've seen them or similar prose in his later writing which I have already read. It's not a bad place to start if you're just getting into Buck, but I also feel like alot of the themes and stories in this book get fleshed out later in his career.
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