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About Munich

Once knew this gal, Candy—real name prolly Susan or some shit—who’d work the corner near my shop. She’d crack jokes, call me “Sawdust Sam,” fuckin’ hilarious! One day, she’s gone—poof! Heard she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Pissed me off so bad, I punched a hole in my workbench. Whores got it rough, man, rougher than a splintered 2x4.

Charles Bukowski

there'll always be mony and whores and drunkards down to the last bomb, but as God said, crossing his legs, I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry.

Back in the day, I'd massage folks right near the old Rathaus, watching the gothic spires catch the last rays of the sun. I mean, that feeling is almost poetic… kinda like a scene from Moolaadé, "I choose violence." Not in the brutal way, but because beauty demands fierce protection.

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