• TALES FROM THE OLD STASH
  Jack Wesley Hardin’s
  MEXICAN SWEAT (a smuggler’s memoir)
  #9 THE FINAL EPISODE
  
• Gordo ordered them on their knees. There were 24 men and women, all wearing the same type backpack. There were two dark-skinned Mexicans that Sangrita had disarmed. They were the “Coyotes”, the guides that took part of the thousand dollar per person ticket to ride that these poor people paid to have a risky »

Columns

• Bukowski’s (all new)NOTES OF A DIRTY OLD MAN
  What about fame? They ask me. Will fame destroy you? Well now, if I am famous and if it destroys me (meaning my talent) then sixty one years of my life will have gone by without my having sense any of the traps... »

• Jim Harrison’s THE DEAD FOOD SCROLLS #5
  One wonders, doesn't one, why historically we are insufficiently wily in foreign affairs. Without question it is because we do not eat vividly. more... »

• Mike Golden’s APOCALYPSE WHEN?
  He would always notice the spiderwebs.“We’re smoking them now,” he cackled. Which was when I realized the right half of my body was totally paralyzed. “Mine too,” he whispered. more... »

• ART RAVES ON about JFK conspiracy books, films, etc...


• ASSASSINATION BY OMISSION: GERALD POSNER
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• Dave Hill’s LOVE REPORT with Venus & Serena
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• Victor Harwood Interviews Regis Debray


• HATE MAIL: ASK DR. FAUSTROLL, PATAPHYSICIAN
  If you’ve got the balls to ask our resident psycho-genius “How much more meaningless has life become during the Obaminable age of Social Networking?” do so at your own risk, you pussies more... »

• Darius James' FREE BROTHER BOBBY
  Sometime between the ages of eight and nine, traumatized by The Story of Dr. Doolittle, and his adventures in Hugh Loftig's whimsical Africa, wherein a cannibal the color of coal, and suited in an armor of rusty mop-buckets, was bleached by the titular hero to aid said cannibal in his quest for the heart of a fairyland lass, I forsooked the insidious charms of children's literature, embarking on an investigation of works consigned to disreputable -- nay, lunatic -- realms of public inquiry. more... »

• Renfreu Neff’s SLEEPING AT THE MOVIES
  As William Burroughs starts to explain why he always orders lamb chops in restaurants, Allen Ginsberg leaned over and confided to me that he & Bill (he eschews the deferential “William”) have had sex since the latter’s recent return. more... »

• Trailer of the 1987 East Village Film about the return of you know who to the lower east side. more... »
  
  

• Jane King’s NURSE JANE
  Two years ago I went to the hospital to visit a sick friend who just so happens to edit this mag, only to find he was being tortured by a sadistic nurse. At the time I had already developed an elaborate theory about nursing as an apt profession for sadists, so I put the booga-booga on the booga-booga she had put on my friend more... »

• Nancy Cohen’s MY DINNER WITH ABBIE
  
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• The Further Adventures of Bart Plantenga's Confessions of a Beer Mystic #16 This is no longer the same San Remo where Dylan Thomas attempted gallant meldings of inebriation, gratification, and obliteration. I sat where I imagined he may have, trying to understand the dynamic of how his process of obliteration of self made him ever more eminently present. The more he killed himself the more alive he seemed. »

• Rudy Wurlitzer’s The Drop Edge Of Yonder
  The Captain and the Portuguese crew were afraid to set foot on land, convinced that the entire West Coast had been seized by a biblical conflagration; a disaster brought on, they had no doubt, by the godless scum of the earth »


• Buddy Godox’s REGULAR JOB
  Buddy Godox’s moving and pathetic performance of “Regular Job” from Mike Golden’s 1987 East Village film, “Second Coming.” Would you hire this guy?»


• Bob Zmuda's Mr X Chronicles #3
  “Anyway, so we’re in Jersey, drivin’ along in the limo, and Mr. X sees this bakery, and says, ‘Driver stop over here, I want a glazed donut. Okay, so inside, it’s midday and there’s a few people in line, so X just blurts out, ‘I want a glazed donut,’ real loud, like they’re all just hard of hearing, and this woman behind the counter, her name badge said ‘Flo’ »


• The Buddhist Third Class Junkmail Oracle
  Who killed d.a. levy? The last poet in America put of trial for the language of his art »


• Sparrow & Foamola @ St. Marks Church
  
• Foamola has been described as "the best band since the Crimean War" by the Milwaukee Courier-Dispatcher. Since 1990, their frequent melodies have cheered the Lower East Side, and occasionally Soho.

• The Ballad of WHO KILLED MLK
  
• Obviously, politics breeds strange bedfellows, and those bedfellows have been known to breed more than a few conspiracies hiding behind generic government cover-ups, i.e., such as the blatant cronyism behind war profiteering and the oil companies’ windfall profits at the expense of the rest of the economy. And while we’re at it, let’s not... »

• MODERN (You Call This) LIVING
  Joey Amdahl’s TRYING TO BREAK YOUR HEART
  
• She woke up before noon, which is something she had not done for two or three years. Before she showered, she went for a jog. She came home, turned up her music, and practiced yoga for an hour. After her shower, she stood on the couch and pulled down the poster of George Clooney »

• An excerpt from the novel SLOW FADE
  by Rudolph Wurlitzer
  
• He was up fourteen grand. He decided to keep four for himself and give the rest to Walker as payment for the next installment of the script, making himself the producer. He would have Walker sign a paper saying all three of them owned the script equally. This was his move. … »