By Helene Hanff
This booklet is the extremely simple tale of the affection affair among omit Helene Hanff of latest York and Messrs Marks and Co, of infrequent and secondhand books, at eighty four Charing move highway, London'. day-by-day TELEGRAPH instructed in a sequence of letters in eighty four CHARING pass highway after which in diary shape within the moment half THE DUCHESS OF BLOOMSBURY road, this actual tale has touched the hearts of thousands.
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Junkies are an envious lot. 103rd Street envied the Fag his scores. But everyone had to admit he was a right guy, and always good for a small touch. The H caps cost three dollars each and you need at least three a day to get by. I was short, so I began "working the hole" with Roy. We would ride along, each looking out one side of the subway car until one of us spotted a "flop" sleeping on a bench. Then we would get off the train. I stood in front of the bench with a newspaper and covered Roy while he went through the lush's pockets.
The Fag scored again," he said. " Roy muttered something and looked at his paper. The man went on talking in a loud voice. "I had one come up on me. " Roy said and walked away from him. "Fucking wrong bastard," he muttered. "There aren't many lush-workers around now. Only the Fag, the Beagle, and that tramp. They all envy the Fag because he makes good scores. If a sucker comes up on him he pretends to feel his leg like he was a fag. Those tramps at 103rd Street go around saying `Goddam Fag' because they can't score.
At 116th we spotted one and got off, but the flop got up and walked away before we could get near him. A shabby man with a wide, loose mouth accosted Roy and started talking. He was another lush-worker. "The Fag scored again," he said. " Roy muttered something and looked at his paper. The man went on talking in a loud voice. "I had one come up on me. " Roy said and walked away from him. "Fucking wrong bastard," he muttered. "There aren't many lush-workers around now. Only the Fag, the Beagle, and that tramp.
84, Charing Cross Road by Helene Hanff