Her violence frightened me. She always claimed that I was the jealous one, and I was often jealous, but when I saw things working against me I simply became disgusted and withdrew. Lydia was different. She reacted. She was the Head Cheerleader at the Game of Violence.
Charles BukowskiIt was like a church in there as only the truly lost sit in bars on Tuesday mornings at 8:00 a.m.
Charles Bukowski