"The Russians run an underground fighting league in Coney Island where they pay junkies to fight. I fought about fifty fights for them. They pay you $200 win or lose. They’d always make sure I was real doped up before the fight. I mean they weren’t good people but it did make me feel kinda important to have all those gangsters cheering for me. And they’d always be really happy if I won, because that meant I’d made them money."
Tim and Lars #3
brooklyn to the bay. childhood. drugs. punk.
i’d like to thank my gay italian friends for putting me on to this classic.
the king of neurosis in all of his glory and stammers
from my corner