the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“Hemingway and James Joyce were drinking buddies in Paris. Joyce was thin and bespectacled; Hemingway was tall and strapping.
When they went out Joyce would get drunk, pick a fight with a bigger guy in the bar and then hide behind Hemingway and yell,
“Deal with him, Hemingway. Deal with him.””
When they went out Joyce would get drunk, pick a fight with a bigger guy in the bar and then hide behind Hemingway and yell,
“Deal with him, Hemingway. Deal with him.””
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08.05.2014 в 23:51прекрасно! можно я к себе унесу?
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09.05.2014 в 00:42