Bukowski

Bukowski was my favorite writer. I’m not exactly sure why. I think one of the main things I could relate to — aside from the “street” aspect of his writing — was that we were both inflicted with hideous acne when we were teenagers that scarred us for life and made us feel like outsiders.

In a weird way we bonded on that level. And I think that’s why he answered my letters

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