Exceptional, excitant, anti-excrescent, ludicrously excursive,
expatriate exemplar. This is Henry Miller in an ill-fitting nutshell.
Born on December 26, 1890 to a middle class gentile family in Brooklyn,
Miller played out his formative years on the rough and tumble streets
of East New York. He later dubbed this: "the street of early sorrows."
Working odd jobs and associating with people of all races, religions,
colors, and creeds (when this was a very un-gentile thing to do),
Miller never had a conformist atom in his body-- And if he did, it
burst when he dropped out of City College of New York after two months
of reading Edmund Spencer's "Faerie Queen."
He got his kickstart when... click to continue..
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