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| | Remembering Hunter S. Thompson: Gatling guns, loose hogs and editing |
 | | Each of those lines topped one of the columns the inimitable Doctor Thompson wrote in the halcyon days of the San Francisco Examiner, and each of them, for me, is a memory of angst, exhiliration and exhaustion, in roughly that order, from the time when I "edited" Hunter's work. |
 | | Thompson's early work was searing: the seminal book "Hell's Angels," followed by "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas," the drug-soaked epic that made his name and has been adapted twice to the screen. |
 | | When I said, "sure," Hunter burst out of Will's bathroom, fell to the floor, did 10 pushups, then grabbed two tumblers, filled them with scotch, jammed one into my hand, shook the other hand, and the hog, as he would say, was in the tunnel. |
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