I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. — Charles Bukowski
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I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

— Charles Bukowski
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