Here’s one fer da books: “Ever Seen an Asshole Talk?” It brings back memories of “Naked Lunch” and tales of Joseph Pujol at the Moulin Rouge.
Postscript from a friend: “And here’s one to make your hair stand on end. Remember Karl Böhm, beloved German maestro at the Met?”
PPS from another friend: “A little something to rival old Joe Pujol.”