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He sits at his desk staring into space fingers tapping coffee by his side has a sip places it back on the coaster clock is ticking ..

Here comes James in his green suede jacket promenading along the street looking smug lights a cigarette Lucky Strike his last one ..

The music becomes louder and louder you’re dancing in front of me moving to the song tilting your head back and forth hands above yo..

Critics loathed and loved him some admired him others despised him feminists thought he was misogynistic Beat generation some consider..

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