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July 23, 2016 Darcy Fray
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lost-roads:

Allen Ginsberg on his death-bed with Gregory Corso at his loft in the East Village, April 4, 1997 (a few hours before his death).. Gregory asked me if he should stay or go. I told him he had to make that choice himself. He left, but asked me to call him if anything happened. After Allen passed, I called Gregory. He had just woken up. “I knew something happened,” he said. “I’ll be right over.”

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