Turing & Burroughs: a Beatnik Sf Novel
“There was Katje’s gown, swaying gracefully in the night. Quickly Alan folded the garment into a bundle, tucked it under his arm and turned to start back towards his room.“Hey, there. I’ve been wanting to introduce myself. I’m Ned Strunk.”Blast and damn. This, this—yahoo was standing much closer than Alan might have expected. He had some regional American accent. From the south? He’d popped out of the nearby passengers’ lounge. And now he was intent on the absurd and unsanitary custom of shaking... hands. Alan had to shift the blue dress from beneath his arm, with Strunk blankly gawping at him.“Yes, I’m William Burroughs,” said Alan, grasping Strunk’s bony hand. “And I bid you good night.”“You’re talking kind of funny.” Strunk’s eyes were like holes in his haunted face. “If you’re supposed to be American.”“I’m an American who’s lived overseas for much of his life,” said Alan, moving away. “Not to be rude, but it’s been a long day, and my head’s like a wedge of cheese.MoreLess
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