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Show Jeffries, Section 3, Page 96 in the dark, a clattering of pots and pans, the Pooh-bah banging and shouting, "I want to eat that fish. I want to eat his heart." If the mails could get out,there would be a last letter to the folks: I know I could make a trip home but, and you'll think this is crazy, there's a new men's magazine that wants me to do an article on what it's like in the Keys when the big winds get out of the bag. Not to worry. Just the fringe of this hurricane will do. As if you could be concerned about the old water-safety instructor. . . There was the Hustler letterhead. Allright you're on the people from West Gay Street in Columbus had written. We've been scouting for young Ohio writers, and we will buy an article along the lines of toughing it out on the Florida Keys during a hurricane. Let us add your poetry credits are interesting but note the basic blue-collar slant of Hustler Magazine. Good luck! His poetry. Little Western Reserve Magazine. |