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Paris:
The One True Character from Literature Yet in Residence at Paris Shakespeare
and Co. is Ian Fleming's Pussy Galore
by Geoffrey Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle |
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Henry
Miller fucked here! And the beds have not been changed! "If
you can't get laid in there, you is ropey!" says your airline
stewardess. (My translation.) I am first to wake from my palette
in this much storied, glorious heap of books at the foot of Notre
Dame. Best view of Paris! Last night we got running water! "Live
For Humanity" carved into its stone stairs. Here I met a zaftig
Swedish "dancer" who climbs up the outside of apartment
bldgs. alone at night in Paris, and watches the bourgeois sleep!
Shakespeare and Co.'s Eminence Grise, George Whitman, serves
a celebrated Sunday "Tea" (which he does not attend),
shrewd in his knowing it to be crude-brewed by two hippie girls
just hitch-hiked in from Croatia--in the pot he uses to boil his
socks! Today's talk in this literary salon is of The Autobiography
Of Malcolm X. An educated Englishman actually asks if we still
have "racism and Welfare" in the U.S.? I put a stop on
saying that problem was solved by killing all poor blacks. He is
not the idiot! Though no doubt woefully (willfully?) under-informed,
in all innocence, Europeans simply may not see how an "advanced"
country with so much principle, principal, and power can still support
(read, enforce) racism and poverty, anymore than can they understand
or even know how many Americans are without medical coverage because
we cannot afford it. It's beat, and it goes on. |
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