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The old man laughed, coughing up huge wads of blood-streaked sputum. “I think you’re bleeding internally,” Lloyd said. “I can get you to an ambulance. ” “I can do anything I wants to,” the old man shrieked, “but I wants to die! A. NOIR The bloodshot, filmy old brown eyes importuned Lloyd as if he were an idiot child. He fed the old man again, watching some kind of liquid acceptance course through the ancient body. ” “Name it,” Lloyd said. “I’m gonna die. You gots to go over to my room and get my books and maps and things out and sell dem so I can have a decent burial.
Shortly after midnight on the thirty-first day, Jane stumbled away alone from Gazzari’s Disco. From his car, parked just south of Sunset, he watched her weave across the street. He turned on his high beams, catching her full in the face, committing to memory her drug-puffed features and dilated eyes. It was her final debasement. He strangled her right there on the sidewalk, then threw her body into the trunk of his car. Three nights later he drove north to the farmland outside of Oxnard. After a roadside prayer service that featured his salvation tape, he buried Jane in the soft earth adjoining a rock quarry.
He attributed the Watts Riot to the death of the innocent heart, most specifically the heart of an old black wino named Famous Johnson. * * * When it was over, Lloyd retrieved his car from the parking lot of the Glendale Armory and drove to Janice’s apartment. They made love, and Janice provided what comfort she could, but refused the oral comfort Lloyd begged for. He left her bed at three in the morning and went looking for it. He found a Negro prostitute at the corner of Western and Adams who was willing to do the deed for ten dollars, and they drove to a side street and parked.