by Charles Bukowski
Review
Bukowksi's vaguely biographical fiction is always astonishing in its intensity, integrity and rawness. Truthful to the point of pain, debauched enough to make deSade blush. Henry Chinanski is finally a rising star with all the rock and roll vices that come along. Women, booze, sex and all the complications that go with. I just love Buk!

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