The Life and Death of Daniel Street (Chapter 6)

Chicago: The End  “The waitress and I had a disagreement over the definition of the term ‘endless bread-sticks’. She’s with Jesus now.” Sunday morning. I felt terrible as I had every morning on this trip, but after a night of digging up old painful memories and taking on someone else’s, I had reached a new … Continue reading The Life and Death of Daniel Street (Chapter 6)

The Life and Death of Daniel Street (Chapter 5)

The Life and Death of Daniel Street (Chapter 5) Chicago: Part 4 “Too Much” “I’m getting so sick of Ira’s shit. Motherfucker has drank 67 beers over the last three days, and now he’s wondering where there’s blood in his tears” 8am is too goddam early when you’re an unemployed alcoholic, unless your name is … Continue reading The Life and Death of Daniel Street (Chapter 5)