killed four flies waiting. Damn, death everywhere. Man, bird, beast, r — Charles Bukowski, Pulp

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I killed four flies while waiting. Damn, death was everywhere. Man, bird, beast, reptile, rodent, insect, fish didn't have a chance. The fix was in. I didn't know what to do about it. I got depressed. You know, I see a boy at the supermarket, he's packing my groceries, then I see him sticking himself into his own grave along with the toilet paper, the beer and the chicken breasts.

Charles Bukowski, Pulp

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