I was at the Black Box cafe the other day and spent part of an enjoyable evening making arty conversation with a guy called Peter. This was the prelude to watching Crazy Love a Belgian film based on stories by Charles Bukowski. To round off this tribute night there were readings of Bukowski’s poetry along with those of local poets. It’s nice to take my grey matter out on the town once in a while and shock it with some subtitled necrophilia.
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