From "A Nickel" by Charles Bukowski
"I wrote the morning line down my program and walked over to the bar where I noticed a big blonde, about 35 and alone - well, about as alone as a big babe like that can get amongst 8,000 men. She was trying her damnedest to burst and pop out of her clothes, and you stood there watching her, wondering which part would pop out first. It was sheer madness, and every time she moved you could feel the electricity running up the steel girders. And perched on top of all this madness was a face that really had some type of royalty in it. I mean, there was a kind of stateliness, like she was beyond it all. I mean, there are some women who could simply make damned fools out of men without making any type of statement, or movement, or demand - they could simply stand there and the men would simply feel like damned fools and that was all there was to it. This was one of those women."
"I wrote the morning line down my program and walked over to the bar where I noticed a big blonde, about 35 and alone - well, about as alone as a big babe like that can get amongst 8,000 men. She was trying her damnedest to burst and pop out of her clothes, and you stood there watching her, wondering which part would pop out first. It was sheer madness, and every time she moved you could feel the electricity running up the steel girders. And perched on top of all this madness was a face that really had some type of royalty in it. I mean, there was a kind of stateliness, like she was beyond it all. I mean, there are some women who could simply make damned fools out of men without making any type of statement, or movement, or demand - they could simply stand there and the men would simply feel like damned fools and that was all there was to it. This was one of those women."