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Dec 2, 1978 – East Village – Journal Entry

I had been serious sick from food poisoning this week. Puking and shitting non-stop.Two days of retching in the WC toilet. I slept in the living room to keep it close. Pus getting out of the loft bed was dangerous in my condition. I felt like Doc Holiday in Tombstone. Always ready to die. Alice […]

AUGUST 15, 1978 – JOURNAL ENTRY

I spotted Alice in a Greek dinner on 2nd Avenue. I sneaked inside and snatched her pocketbook. Her arm bent and she caught the straps inside her elbow. She has become more city than I imagined and swore, “You asshole.” I rubbed my hand. I had hurt my fingers on my attempted joke and sat […]