No Fare No Well

No Fare No WellSure, leaving Las Vegas is hard, but if you're an award-winning fiction writer and an unrepentant reprobate, leaving Tuscaloosa is a lot hardervrepentaimmpmbate, 'gtharder-USCALOOSA, 1974-197t is not by desire, but 1 am now of the age of the Ancient Mari-kfil ner, grabbing at your arm at the mouth of a dark alley, speaking of my own dead sea, my own phan­tasms, once people but now figments warped in a ball of dark molten glass. Among them are a few treasonous aca­demic wretches, b...