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By Lawrence Block
Intercourse, medicinal drugs, AND homicide within the LAND OF THE LOTUS EATERS
Anita Carbone used to be a superb lady – and it bored her.
That’s why she took the lengthy subway experience right down to Greenwich Village, domestic of the Beats and the stoners, domestic to each form of misfit and dropout and loose spirit you may think. It was once the place she met Joe Milani, the stricken younger conflict veteran with the mild contact. however it was once additionally the place she met his drug-dealing roommate – a guy whose unnatural appetites resulted in murder…
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Joe managed his head up and down a half inch either way. ” “Watch, man. ” Shank took in the sight of the girl again, more closely this time. Then he shrugged. “You won’t make it, man,” he said. ” Shank shook his head slowly, his eyes dreamy, his face completely relaxed again. When he spoke, the words were spaced wide apart and enunciated precisely, as if he were rolling each syllable on his tongue in order to taste it. “Never, man. She is a pretty chick and like that, but she is also a very square chick and she will put you into the ground if you so much as say hello to her.
With an effort Joe pushed open his eyes and straightened up in the chair. The good thing about pot was that you could turn yourself on and off and on again and never lose control—unlike beer or wine or whiskey that rocked you only to dull everything finally. And pot had it all over heroin or morphine or cocaine—the hard stuff that sent you on the nod and left you in a fog until it wore off and you were down on the ground. No, Joe Milani weightily concluded, pot was so much better. No habit, no hangover, no loss of control.
Item three: the coffee-house belonged to the fringe of Greenwich Village—where all the world’s misfits were supposed to live. And he thought that he, Joe Milani, one of humanity’s round pegs, had found the world the squarest of holes. He laughed to himself, pleased at his play on words. Then, chopping off his laugh as suddenly as he had started it, he raised the demitasse of espresso to his lips. He took a sip, savoring the thick, black liquid. Thirty cents was what The Palermo picked up for a cup of espresso, thirty cents for a squirt of ink, thirty shining coppers for a less-than-respectable swallow of liquid mud.