when my mind cleared it was 4am. all the lights were on and everybody was gone. i was still sitting there. i found a warm beer and drank it. then i went to bed with the feeling that all drunks know: that i had been a fool but to hell with it.
—bukowski, from all the assholes in the world and mine.
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