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“He loved living the good life. He liked to do everything, including having several espressos a day and a few glasses of wine. He was like a juvenile delinquent in many ways. We were at a concert in Marin once at Ali Akbar (College of Music) and someone was having a wedding in the building. Lawrence grabbed me around the waist and danced me around the room in another person’s party — right when they got suspicious, he danced me out of the room.”

Liz Mangelsdorf / The Chronicle 1971 This car, in Berkeley in 1971, had more than enough room on which to write the title of Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s book.

Larsen and Associates Lawrence Ferlinghetti and film publicist Karen Larsen.