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| RTomens, 2019 |
I'm on the 91 bus this morning reading Burroughs and Friends: Lost Interviews (RE/Search), the section with Brion Gysin talking about art, how he didn't attend art school, when I get off in Crouch End, grab a coffee and sit outside the cafe where two men are talking...what? I don't know. Some Middle Eastern dialect? They could have been Moroccan. I like to think they were, coinciding with reading about Gysin in Tangier. It would have been a coincidence Burroughs would have appreciated and more than that no doubt had a theory that it was no coincidence.
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