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About Glasgow

So, lemme tell ya bout this one gal—street name “Candy,” swear to God. Worked the corners near Hollywood, back when I was snoopin’ round LA. Not your typical hooker story, nah—she was smart, real sharp. Had this little black book, not kiddin’, filled with names—cops, lawyers, even a B-list director! Made me mad as hell—how’s she pullin’ this off? Hustlin’ the hustlers! I’m like, “Candy, you’re a damn puzzle!” She just smirked, said, “Larry, it’s all a game.” Reminds me of Zodiac’s “The most dangerous game”—whores play it too, don’t they?

Catch-22 - Chapter 30 "Dunbar" Summary & Analysis

History, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one another in monstrousness.

But then, her phone rings. She answers, and it’s her mum. She’s gotta go. I’m like, “Nooo, don’t leave!” But she’s off, and I’m sittin’ there, feelin’ like a total loser. I mean, c’mon, Dunbar! You’re supposed to be romantic!

The Dreams I Had: Andrea Dunbar at St George’s Hall, Bradford