“I’ve got one scene where I dye my pussy white.”
“perfect.”
“drink your poison.”
“oh yes, thank you.”
“you’re welcome.”
I drink the Mickey but I fool them, I walk right out and luck it, see a cab sitting right there on Sunset in the sunshine, get in, and by the time he gets me to my place, I am just barely able to pay him, get the door open, close the door and then I am paralyzed. a white pussy. yes she had wanted to fuck me, all right. I make it to the couch and then I am frozen, except for the thought, oh yes, 3 g’s, who couldn’t use it? interest and final penalty be damned. 35 days. how many men ever had 35 free days in their lives? and then it got dark so I couldn’t answer my own question.
uhhuhh.
Charles Bukowski, The Most Beautiful Woman in Town & Other Stories
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