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'Business is already underway when I slide in at 10 am. There’s a subdued hum. People wait alone, or shuffle about nervously in small family groups. Up on the bench the curly-headed magistrate is leaning forward on his elbows to stare at the offender before him with an expression that would cause me to cringe but bounces off this booze artist like a thrown peanut in a bar.' (Introduction)
'I remember people being surprised that I liked Kenny. As if it were somehow beneath me, somehow irreconcilable with the Godard- and Bergman-loving poseur they clearly believed me to be. It was irritating.' (Introduction)
