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ACTS FROM THE LIVING LIFE OF "BOHEMIAN"
by
Henri Murger - - -Puccini- - - Jonathan Larson - - - Mark Walt Meredith
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HOW THE BOHEMIANS MET
by
Henri Murger; Puccini; Jonathan Larson; Walt Meredith
This is the way the dice rolls- - -that Fate had drawn together a certain group of "Alphabet City avante garde" whose "first family" would come to-be called "the Bohe`me" or simply or called simply "the Bohos" whom "Mr". Murger, "Mr". Larson, Puccini alike introduced to the world - -. - - One evening was October- - - 28th - - - "Mr. Schunard" who sew, and design clothes plus was a musician - - - was awakened by Schunard's alarm clock after a long night of partying with his friend Mimi Marquez at a bar Mimi Marquez "found."
"Ooh - - (- -shit - -! - -) - - (- -fuck- -! - - )- - ! " moaned Schunard", My alarm clock must be wound too tight! It can not be time for 'breakfast- -'- -. - - " - -
- - - In saying that Schunard got toward standing up on his folded out "futon bed- -" - - and got "into a run" to do a ballet jump across the floor - - -landing on two feet. Schunard took off of a bureau a terrycloth rube and put it on. After he "freshened up" in the restroom Schunard opened the Venetian blinds. Like a "thunderbolt" a beam of sun-light "stabbed" him in the eye and "her" hand shot up to block the "bolt" of light and Schunard was blinded temporarily. Then he heard the neighbor's grandfather clock bell "chime" several times. Schunard counted it- - - four "peals". … Time was four o'clock- - -PM - - - Eastern' Time. "Her" clock was a little fast - - - but it was time to get up and earn some " Breakfast. "
Schunard croaked out the words …, "The very daytime 'her-'self is here! It is uncanny!" Schunard looked at the leftover newspaper draped across a desk and said again to himself- - ,- -" - -The weathermen have used science equipment to confirm that it is the heart, middle, dead center of WINTer and that it will snow again today as usual but it is sunny! The sun is eager and hyper so it just has to come out and bother me into beginning my 'day.' The whole ecology is out of 'whack.' Science has gone completely backwards today and who do I have to complain to for that? Do I have to complain to Isaac frickin' Newton to get the universe to behave fucking scientifically? What the fuck! I'm gonna kill Isaac frickin' Newton if I ever meet him." Then "she' said again to "herself," "Well - - -if it's the day after yesterday and yesterday was the 27th then it must be today and today must be the 28th …. . … Unless the world is fucking revolving BACKwards too …. .
The End
