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Pulp

Pulp

Pulp is the last completed novel by Los Angeles poet and writer Charles Bukowski. It was published in 1994, shortly before Bukowski's death. He began writing it in 1991 and encountered several problems during its creation. He fell ill during the spring of 1993, only three-quarters of the way through Pulp.


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“Hell was what you made it.”

Charles Bukowski book Pulp

Pulp (1994)

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“It wasn't my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”

Charles Bukowski book Pulp

Variant: It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
Source: Pulp

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“Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.”

Charles Bukowski book Pulp

Source: Pulp

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“Sex was a trap, a snare. It was for animals.”

Charles Bukowski book Pulp

Pulp (1994)

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