Epitaph for a Tramp

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David Markson
David Markson is a real writer. He writes serious, esoteric novels that
win all sorts of awards (Wittgenstein's Mistress etc.) But I, lowly low
brow that I am, discovered this reprint of his first two forays into
fiction and whiled away a riveting 48 hours.  The books were originally
written in 1959 and they are fabulous pulp fiction.  A smart ass, hard
bitten, lone-wolf detective,  an ex-wife who has a small little problem
with being a sex-addict, set in the steamy summer of New York city circa
1959.  Its fabulous.

epitaphforatrampby David Markson 

David Markson is a real writer. He writes serious, esoteric novels that win all sorts of awards (Wittgenstein's Mistress). But I, lowly low brow that I am, discovered this reprint of his first two forays into fiction and whiled away a riveting 48 hours. The books were originally written in 1959 and they are fabulous pulp fiction.  A smart ass, hard bitten, lone-wolf detective, an ex-wife who has a small little problem with being a sex-addict, set in the steamy summer of New York city circa 1959. It's fabulous.