I awoke today to find myself in the hospital's care. They tell me that I attempted, after being tricked into "freebasing" by a prostitute, in a fit of hunger and delusion, to eat my own excrement.
They also tell me that I did not succeed, which, circumstances aside, means that there is but one more thing at which I fail.
I awoke today to find myself in the hospital's care. They tell me that I attempted, after being tricked into "freebasing" by a prostitute, in a fit of hunger and delusion, to eat my own excrement.
They also tell me that I did not succeed, which, circumstances aside, means that there is but one more thing at which I fail.
I like this place: The women are plentiful and dissolute!
The summers are nice, here, in my abode by the lake. The rain; Oh, what pleasure it brings! Oh, to capture the sweet passions, stirred by the gentle summer rain, on my canvas! What relief from the eternal anguish.
How I wish you could be here, dear brother, to keep me company, and to translate for me.
Many times I have seen the scrawlings of the many townspeople and have been left woefully uninformed by my own ignorance.
Write soon. For now, I close this letter to seek the desires of the flesh at the local apothecary (for it is replete with whores of the utmost variety)!