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Monday Morning Memo


To Another.

  “Sure we all knew Miss Monroe.
She'd come in here late at night.
She said to me, 'Schwab's is my favorite place
in all the world, I got my start in Schwab's guess how,'
and I asked how and she said,
'Some man noticing my ass, how else?' and laughed.
She wasn't like the other big stars who you never see,
who send in servants.
She came in herself and she was always alone.
No makeup and you'd hardly know her.
She was the most alone person I ever knew….”
– a young female cashier at Schwabs,
in Blonde, by Joyce Carol Oates

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Sane, sane, they’re all insane, fireman’s blind, the conductor is lame

A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame

Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain

Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar

Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more

The moon in the window and a bird on the pole

We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams

Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans

A fifty-dollar bill inside a Palladin’s hat

And nobody’s sure where Mr. Knickerbocker’s at

Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar

Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more

Moon in the window and a bird on the pole

Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams

Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans

A fifty-dollar bill inside a Palladin’s hat

And nobody’s sure where Mr. Knickerbocker’s at

Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime

All the way to Baltimore and running out of time

Salvation army seemed to wind up in the hole

They all went to heaven in a little row boat

“

- Tom Waits

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