Аннотация
David Markson
Epitaph For A Dead Beat
“They are very Christlike.”
Jack Kerouac“They are scum”
Somerset MaughamCHAPTER 1
It is a small, not quite square office behind a smaller reception room on the fourth floor of a Paleozoic brick building on Lexington Avenue. Most of the furnishings have been out of style since Lucky Strikes were green, and in professions where they rate you by such things even the dullest girl in the typing pool would pick a more likely doorway to straighten her seams in. But it contains, such as they are, the tools of my trade as a private cop, and I have been spending the better part of five days a week in the place for seven years.
Probably it is a trivial complaint, but I will always have to wonder why nobody ever seems to need my services until I am out of there for the night.
So I was home undressed when the telephone rang, of course. It was after eleven, and I’d been reading on the couch. Lolita,
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