When i came into the story i was having a quiet conversation over a bottle of Old Taylor with my friend Charles the bartender at Mickey Walkers, the place Mickey hasn't got anymore at 50th and Eighth Avenue right across from the Garden. I like Charles because he always serves up a respectable two-ounce whiskey and because of the talks we have about old time fighters.
The Harder They Fall
Budd Schulberg
1947
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