She looked at nice young men as if she could smell their stupidity.
and even if the City falls and one of us survives
he will carry the City inside him on the roads of exile
he will be the City
I met Iggy Pop at Max’s Kansas City in 1970 or 1971. Me, Iggy, and Lou Reed at one table with absolutely nothing to say to each other, just looking at each other’s eye makeup.
I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.