Sunday, December 9, 2018

Post Office

“I had come a long way from a guy who had worked in slaughterhouses, who had crossed the country with a railroad track gang, who had worked in a dog biscuit factory, who had slept on park benches, who had worked the nickel and dime jobs in a dozen cities across the nation.”

~~ from Post Office by Charles Bukowski

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