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Book Description by Greenfield McKenna When or where it happened matters not what matters is one's soul & the way in which that soul corporealizes its anticipation of the streets & their hate & pain & death & who else knows the path of the street but you have to say no have to say no to Robert Jenkins who's a real nice cat but he doesn't quite know the score & if anyone tells him what the score is he's likely to say "Gee boys" & disagree what kind of man is that what kind of man & yet as I sit & look into his shining eyes I am reminded that this is a giving story a happy story & so I have little to do besides acknowledge one of the hundred inevitable whispers "I told you so" Jeremiah Rubinstein & so it is & so it is & yet I Couldn't Say No if I tried. |
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