T Magazine goes to the Monkey’s Paw bookshop in Toronto, a place that deals in “printed matter that has fallen between history’s cracks and eluded even Google Books’ all-seeing eye.”
New nonfiction by Chloe Caldwell is up at The Rumpus.
The Observer talks with Richard Hell about his memoir, I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp, and also about the Bowery, not giving ” a shit” about Tom Verlaine, and much more.
“The landed gentry, so fond of make do and mend, have always had a way with hand-me-downs. ” – Prince Charles wears a patched-up coat and makes one writer think Withnail and I.