"we wake up when the sun goes down, neighbor says the smell’s too loud. riding in my old school thang, shotgun with my old school babe"

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When Kurt Vonnegut wasn’t writing, he was drawing. “The making of pictures is to writing what laughing gas is to the Asian influenza,” he said. The New Yorker has a slideshow of 10 of his cubist sketches. You can find more of his doodles in the new book Kurt Vonnegut Drawings.