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Monday, March 24, 2008

Spent the weekend in Atlantic City. Wrote some, didn't gamble. Easter Sunday in Greek diner with rabbit:


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I took a bus there and back, and I read White Jazz, completing the L.A. Quartet. I slept in a bad-smelling Ramada Inn. I had Italian food. I wrote an outline for a short story in a pocket notebook--I'm going to write a crime story, one that's all 'plot,' just for fun.

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