“We skidded sloppily into newspaper stands, grazed light poles, mutilated parked cars, ran down stop signs and wounded pedestrians. I drove that junker into so many obstacles we must have looked like a drunken transformer getting run out of town. ”
The Holliday Chronicles: A Trilogy of Eulogies
I assure you that it’s without any artistic deliberation that this book should arrive with the summer monsoons.