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(Reblogged from ascendingcoherence)
I wanted Sasha bailed out first because of his injured leg, which still needed treatment; I did not mind remaining in the Tombs, for I was resting and enjoying an absorbing book Margaret Anderson had sent me. It was A Portrait of the Artist As a Young Man, by James Joyce. I had not read that author before and I was fascinated by his power and originality.
Emma Goldman, in her autobiography Living My Life. “The Tombs” was a nickname for the main jail in New York City at that time. (via ascendingcoherence)
