This is why A Ticket to the Circus has sat on my desk untouched for a few weeks now.  I know this sounds terrible, but I really think one tell all book about somebodies relationship with the later writer is about all I can handle in a 365 day period, and I don’t think I need to imagine Mailer’s sweaty, hairy body rolling around in the heat of passion (I’ve already seen the Rip Torn fight video).

Whatever the case, Jezebel tries their best at making a case for the book, or at the very least, explains its existence better than just about anybody else has.

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