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"He was all dressed up in his white leather trench coat with his bug ski goggles on and leaning against a two-tone brown and tan stretch limousine. He opened the door for me. I said, ‘Where are we going?’ He said, in his best sinister Donald Duck voice, ‘Wherever you want to go as long as I can buy you a pair of shoes there. That’s where we are going my little chicakdee ha ha ha ha.’"

Suzanne Malouk (The full text of the brief Rammellzee chapter from Jennifer Clement’s Widow Basquiat is available on Google Books.) #riprammellzee (via tumblinerb)