„I got five years to live. The doctor gave me five years to live.”
Butch Warren is sitting in the bright, carpeted lobby of the seniors’ apartment building where he lives, in a suburb just north of Washington, D.C., his hometown. “You might as well be dead now, living around here, man. This is like a graveyard.” Warren, 72, is a heavy smoker constantly hounded by his emphysema. He glances around the room, then lets out a thunderous cough. “Nothing goes on. I usually hang with the young people, because the rest of the people are half-dead. You know.” Warren is not emphatic, and he isn’t asking for anything. It’s just the truth, spoken in a tone that’s flinty and husky and deliberate, a lot like the way he plays the bass.
Der ganze Text: Butch Warren: To Hell and Back
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