Charles Bukowski

Carson McCullers

She died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer. All her books of terrified loneliness, all her books about the cruelty of loveless love were all that was left of her. As the strolling vacationer discovered her body notified the captain and she was quickly dispatched to somewhere else on the ship as everything continued just as she had written it.

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