Naked Lunch: The Restored TextGrove/Atlantic, Inc., 2007 M12 1 - 304 páginas Since its original publication in Paris in 1959, Naked Lunch has become one of the most important novels of the twentieth century. Exerting its influence on the relationship of art and obscenity, it is one of the books that redefined not just literature but American culture. For the Burroughs enthusiast and the neophyte, this volume—that contains final-draft typescripts, numerous unpublished contemporaneous writings by Burroughs, his own later introductions to the book, and his essay on psychoactive drugs—is a valuable and fresh experience of a novel that has lost none of its relevance or satirical bite. |
Contenido
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| 9 | |
BENWAY | 19 |
JOSELITO | 39 |
HOSPITAL | 47 |
LAZARUS GO HOME | 58 |
CAMPUS OF INTERZONE UNIVERSITY | 70 |
ORIGINAL INTRODUCTIONS | 197 |
Editors Note | 233 |
Letter to Irving Rosenthal 1960 | 249 |
The Rube | 257 |
Benway | 264 |
A J s Annual Party | 270 |
Coke Bugs | 279 |
AFTERWORD BY DAVID L ULIN | 291 |
Dangerous Drugs 1956 | 213 |
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addict Alan Ansen Allen Ginsberg apomorphine Arab asshole baboon balls Banisteriopsis caapi barbiturates Benway blood blue body bones boy’s brain burning Burroughs Burroughs's candiru Carl citizen City Clem cocaine cock cold cunt cure dead death Demerol dirty Divisionists Doctor Benway door dropper drug enzyme eyes face feel fingers flesh floor fuck Ginsberg grey hand hang Hauser heroin hole homosexual insect Interzone James Grauerholz jissom Johnny Johnny's junk junky Kerouac kicks Latah legs look marijuana metabolic morphine mouth Mugwump Naked Lunch narcotic needle never nodded opium paregoric peyote pink piss pulled pusher replica rush Sailor Sargasso screams Sender shit shoot shot sick silent smell smoke snarl spurts stands street sucking talk Tangier teeth tell turn waiting walk withdrawal word hoard yagé young
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Página 5 - Dodgers, call the counter man in Nedick's by his first name. A real asshole. And right on time this narcotics dick in a white trench coat (imagine tailing somebody in a white trench coat. Trying to pass as a fag I guess) hit the platform. I can hear the way he would say it holding my outfit in his left hand, right hand on his piece: "I think you dropped something, fella." But the subway is moving. "So long flatfoot!