Bukowski’s poems, novels, short stories, travel accounts, journals, screenplays, letters an columns used to fill a shelf in my room. I collected them for as long as Bukowski has been dead – scarily that’s now over 20 years. And recently I moved most of them on, time to let them live somewhere else. Let someone else discover them.
But I’ll still go to the…
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