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My first collision with fame was hardly memorable. I was a busboy at Marx's Deli. The year was 1934. The place was Third and Hill, Los Angeles. I was twenty-one years old, living in a world bounded on the west by Bunker Hill, on the east by Los Angeles Street, on the south by Pershing Square, and on the north by Civic Center. I was a busboy nonpareil, with great verve and style for the profession, and though I was dreadfully underpaid (one dollar a day plus meals) I attracted considerable attention as I whirled from table to table, balancing a tray on one hand, and eliciting smiles from my customers. I had something else beside a waiter's skill to offer my patrons, for I was also a writer.
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Dreams from Bunker Hill, John Fante
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- Publicado en
- 1982
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- Título
- Dreams from Bunker Hill
- Idioma
- Inglés
- Autores
- John Fante
- Editorial
- Black Sparrow Press
- Publicado en
- 1982
- Formato
- Tapa blanda
- Páginas
- 152
- ISBN10
- 0876855281
- ISBN13
- 9780876855287
- Etiquetas
- Ficción, Poesía, Humor, Amor, Mujeres, Clásicos, EE.UU., Literatura americana, Fe, América, Dinero, Esperanza, Escritores, Éxito, Hollywood, Relaciones Amorosas, Triste, Americana, Años 30 del siglo XX, Rodaje
- Primera publicación
- 1982
- Título original
- Dreams from Bunker Hill
- Calificación
- 4,15 de 5
- Descripción
- My first collision with fame was hardly memorable. I was a busboy at Marx's Deli. The year was 1934. The place was Third and Hill, Los Angeles. I was twenty-one years old, living in a world bounded on the west by Bunker Hill, on the east by Los Angeles Street, on the south by Pershing Square, and on the north by Civic Center. I was a busboy nonpareil, with great verve and style for the profession, and though I was dreadfully underpaid (one dollar a day plus meals) I attracted considerable attention as I whirled from table to table, balancing a tray on one hand, and eliciting smiles from my customers. I had something else beside a waiter's skill to offer my patrons, for I was also a writer.