''In Oakland, he saw slum children sword fighting on a slag heap. In Palo Alto, a puffy fop in bursting jodhpurs shouted from the door of a luxurious stable, 'My horse is soiled!' While one chilly evening in Union Square he listened to a wild-eyed young woman declaim that she had seen delicate grandmothers raped by Kiwanis zombies, that she had seen Rotarian blackguards bludgeoning Easter bunnies in a coal cellar, that she had seen Irving Berlin buying an Orange Julius in Queens.'' - Thomas Mcguane, Bushwhacked Piano (1971)
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Hilarious. Just look at the Bird loving the entire caper.
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