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January 19, 2007


I met WILLIAM FAULKNER in '59 when I visited in New Orleans. At The Absinthe, where there was no dance floor and no music playing, Faulkner came up and said, "May I have this dance?" On our way out of the bar, my boy Freddy came up to me. Faulkner looked at him, stopped in his tracks, and said "Chick Mallison." He left us on the sidewalk and went back into The Absinthe. Freddy always ruined things.

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