At forty, in Baltimore. Filthy, starving, drunk and/or with delirium tremens, crying out at unseen creatures. For the love of God, Montresor!
At forty, in Baltimore. Filthy, starving, drunk and/or with delirium tremens, crying out at unseen creatures.
For the love of God, Montresor!
David Markson, Reader’s Block
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