The Most Beautiful Woman in Town

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by Charles Bukowski


  “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.

 

 

 


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