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The Reading Room 06

In the library I found they had a copy of a Hunter S. Thompson book – The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967 – which I hadn’t read, but then discovered that some twisted local, presumably the previous borrower, hadn’t so much taken it out to enjoy the adventures in Gonzo journalism which lay within because they’d been using it to press wild flowers instead. I knew this as, with my Sherlock Holmes-like skill, I detected evidence remaining within the book’s pages of some sort of large daisy; mostly because it was still wedged in there.

Partridge Smell My Cheese

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Fear and Loathing in the North of England

I don’t often read books in public lest I be caught out like the late Bill Hicks who was publicly outed by a truck driver in a Tennessee Waffle House with “Well, looks like we got ourselves a readah”, before being questioned by the waitress with: “What are you readin’ for?”

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