Thoughts On The Dead

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Thought On An Afternoon’s Reading

Little warning: do not spend a few hours drinking coffee and alternating between Bukowski’s poetry-shaped phrases and Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago (the abridged version). You will have the unbearable urge to fly to Los Angeles, buy a shovel, dig the bastard up, and beat him to a second death with his own mewling self-pity and fake tough-guy bullshit.

2 Comments

  1. Yeah I guess he is a pretty good read but god who would want to be such an asshole?

  2. haha you roasted Bukowski!

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