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Naked Lunch, by William S. Burroughs

by Derwood Hunsdale-Talbot on August 8, 2009

Opening line: “I can feel the heat closing in, feel them out there making their moves, setting up their devil doll stool pigeons, crooning over my spoon and dropper I throw away at Washington Square Station, vault a turnstile and two flights down the iron stairs, catch an uptown A train…”

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