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"I hit rock bottom. Have 87 cents in bank, and am not real sure when my paycheck will be coming in. Need, have to conserve money. Yet albums and 45s keep coming.
"This is my first day in New York. I haven't the money to go out. I shall stay home and write, listen to records. I have a good size stack of things, maybe I'll take some records down to 42nd Street, try to trade for more. Bleecker Bob's would charge too much, plus it means using the subway, which I can't afford.
"From my apartment/hotel room window I can watch the varied New Yorkers going by. The indian summer heat coming in, forcing the roaches to bask ion the window sill, or to look for crumbs on the bed sheet, a little saliva on the pillow cover.
"Maybe today I will get around to working on that fanzine. Eddy at Cafe Flore is putting a sheet on Friday, called TURPOR-"physical and/or mental inertia"--"Nothing that we write will affect you.
"I'd like to do a write-up on Situations, the new suburban band.
"The new Suburbia. I want to get Situations on the bill with Mutants and B-52s when the show comes. Edy doesn't seem to have a date lined up, but the place is on Main St. Janet from Situations says they don't want to play Mabuhay [Gardens, the principal SF punk club]."
