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AUGUST 16, 1978 – JOURNAL ENTRY – EAST VILLAGE

Last night I snorted nine thick rails of cocaine with my nerves on edge and my penis soft as a worm. My sleep lasted until noon. Alice is already working at the yogurt shop. I have no work, but hopefully can pull off a coke deal for money for a friend of Mark Amitin. I […]