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OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA CA 'OAK TOWN' 2006 Very Good Manuscript 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall 
On offer is an absolutely fascinating pair [2] of startlingly candid and intimate contemporary manuscript diaries handwritten by a 'Chola' girl providing an unparalleled look into the life of a Latina woman living and loving within a gang. Dated November 12th, 2006 through January 10th 2010 one reads of sex, drugs, court dates made and missed, children, multiple sexual partners and the internal politics of gang life. [Due to the fact the books are contemporary we decline to name the woman fully in the description but she is identified in the diaries. Interestingly she always signs her entries 'Baby Girl'.] From the mundane of buying her man boxers, socks and wife beaters, buying drugs, taking drugs, hanging curtains to servicing him sexually (except after he comes directly from another woman and still smells of her), dealing with her children and his infidelity the reader comes to understand that she is not happy. She admits that things have gone downhill since another lover went to jail. At one point we read of a potential altercation brewing as another woman accuses her of being a prostitute and ones expects to read that some violence between them will occur but it seems to fade away. Researchers and historians of the time and place will relish the intimacies she writes as they all point to a life that 99% of the world can only guess at or assume from the few movies about gang life. This is really one of the most extraordinary diaries we have read. While we did not find a specific reference to Oakland California she mentions 'Oak Town' and refers to a number of locations that clinch the fact she is in Oakland. The first book is almost entirely full and the second a bit spottier but a gripping narrative throughout. Overall VG. 
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FORT SMITH ARKANSAS 2009 Good+ 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall 
On offer is an interesting and unique, original 2009 manuscript diary and journal handwritten by prisoner, D. Anderson, who was incarcerated in the Arkansas Department of Correction penal system. It was used by the author as a diary, journal, datebook and ledger though rather sparsely and sporadically but still an interesting look into the mind of a prisoner and what goes through his head as he deals with his incarceration. Along with his personal thoughts and notes he writes a large number of websites he wanted to investigate (for reasons known only to him) as well other informational sources he wanted to look into. There appears to be a number of addresses of other inmates and phone numbers. We also list separately the same individual's 'how-to' handbook - #0001589 - on breaking and entering, general theft and robbery and overall a contemporary look into dealing with the 'modern' world of crime involving electronics, alarms, computers etc. Overall G+. 
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FORT SMITH ARKANSAS 2000 Very Good 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall 
On offer is a super, original circa 1990s manuscript how-to or instructional handbook written and used by a self-professed professional cat burglar name Anderson [purchasers will have the full name]. Authors or anti-crime researchers will find a treasure trove of handwritten information of a technical and anecdotal nature as the author details over 100 pages the various types of alarms, tools of the trade, as well as what type of clothes to wear the kind of vehicle to drive and why! Law enforcement professionals will also be impressed by the depth and complexity of alarm systems, safes etc. which the author educates his reader. The content is also very contemporary discussing the merits of Apple, RIM and other electronic manufacturer's items. Ironically the author has used a premium leather journal related to his Church, name scratched out, but embossed holy cross still evident plus religious homilies and platitudes grace the bottom of each page. We list separately the author's 2009 prison diary - #0001667. Overall VG. 
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LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA CA 2013 Good + Manuscript 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall / 
On offer are five (5) fascinating notebooks handwritten by a Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department female employee who served at the department for over 30 years. Four of the notebooks cover the period from February to May 2013, with some gaps, and December 2013, and the fifth one documents August 2015. The employee, who identifies herself as Fae, was 58 in 2013, and had served for 24 years at the Internal Affairs Bureau (IAB). At the time described in her diaries she was in the process of transfer from the IAB to the Marina del Rey Police Station. It can be understood that the transfer was a result of a conflict situation at the department, she does not spare harsh words writing about some of senior officers at the department, regrets retirement of Captain Burns, and is happy about her transfer to the Marina del Rey Station: "I am glad I am leaving all their crap behind..." She describes in detail her transfer luncheon, naming many of the guests, praises some and slurs the other, and retells her farewell speech. Having served at the Sheriff's department for over 30 years she knows many officers and not sworn employees, and seems to be well informed about the department politics, if not personally involved into it. She writes about meetings and her training, and refers to the situation at the department - it was investigated for allegations of inmate abuse and guard misconduct in the jails, the investigation later resulted in indictment and conviction of undersheriff Paul Tanaka and sheriff Lee Baca: "Boy, things in the dept are getting a little messy. Greg was telling me Tanaka may be gone by the end of March. I wonder what would Rhambo do? The way the things are so messy right now, I don't think he would want the U/S, not after the way Tanaka has screwed it up". She also mentions many names of LASD officers and employees, including Alicia Ault, captain at the IAB, Reginald Gautt, captain at the Marina del Rey Station, McSweeney, captain Cecil Rhambo (currently the city manager at the city of Compton). Large portion of the diaries is about her romantic relationships with a person whom she calls "babe", "Ming Tai", "my boy", they usually meet at the daytime - she picks him at a parking lot and takes to her place for a couple of hours, the description of their intimate relationship is rather explicit at times. She is determined to have him move to her place, which he finally does in 2015. The diaries include many details about her tastes, interests and aspirations, relations with different people, shopping habits and leisure activities, and her financial situation. 
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LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA CA 2001 Very Good Manuscript 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall 
On offer is a fascinating, original early 21st Century manuscript diary handwritten by a very open, very revealing unidentified 25 year old African American woman in Los Angeles California. Using a very chic Italian Il Papiro leather journal book the author details her intimate life with few holds barred. Dated October 11, 2001 through to March 7, 2003 she writes 115 full pages making no secret of this woman's intimate relations and sometimes predatory approach sex making for a treasure for researchers and historians of gender relations and sexual mores of the early 21st century. Here are some snippets: "October 11, 2001 - Its been awhile since last I wrote. I had to go out and buy this nifty new diary. Going a few days w/out being able to write made me realize how much I rely on it to express feelings. John and I are well. He and I have been spending more time with each other. Tuesday he came over at 2am and greeted me w/warm hugs and next thing I knew we were on my piano getting it on. Then on the floor. John is sexy and fun but often I go w/out an orgasm. I wonder sometimes if I still have "Y" on the brain? I still think of him and occasionally I think of calling him for "old times sake" but I don't and I won't. I want something lasting and I think I have that w/John. I just have to tutor him a little more about what really turns me on. Recently I had to speak to John about ..." "October 19, 2001 - At around 2:30am ear-lee this morning John showed up at my door completely in the buff. I had been expecting him and he called and told me I didn't even consider that it might be true. That's what I like about John, his self-deprecating humor. I had set up my rooms w/candles and soft music. I also wore the lingerie that "P" got me for the first time. John seemed to really like it and even more so when I danced for him. Sorry to say, however that I never c__. John is good in bed but perhaps I need to get more use to him. I really like it on the side and this morning I did c___ w/ a little help from my trusty vibrator. I also cooked eggs w/cheese, sausage and french toast for him. I had been wanting to fix a meal for him for a long time and I'm pretty happy with the results. John behaved as if it were good and cleaned his entire plate. Told me how good it was and thanked me. .." "November 27, 2001 - John has gone off to Vegas for the weekend. I was a little upset at first because it was so last minute and done in a way that seemed to show little consideration for me. He was supposed to call me once he and his boys had arrived but I haven't heard a word and I refuse to call him. Alls I know is that if he can run off w/his crew on his four-day, then he can do the same w/me. Personally, CB and I think John was trying to beat me to the punch since we had already told him that we were going next month for the Maxwell Concert. Anyway , Michael D. called me the other night and after John's act I decided to go out with him to dinner. So first of all I made sure I looked good. My hair, nails, and clothing were hooked. Looking good and smelling good I showed up at the door in N. Hollywood (Car was in shop). I know I looked good and so did he. Could not take his eyes off of me. We had dinner at Gladstones at Universal City Walk. Michael looked the same which is not necessarily good. IN fact, he didn't look good at all. He could not even hold a candle to my John. He was the same ole talker and further disappointed me by asking me if we could "pick up where we left off." I gave him flat out NO! I mean he could have tried to woo me. He thought I was that same chick he knew from a year and a half ago. But, I played it cool, displaying little or no emotion. He'd put his hands on me and I..." "...October 30, 2001 - ...I walked into a dark house w/him standing behind the door. He pushed up against the door and it got hot. The big show even had us in a vertical 69. John really gets my blood ...and juices flowing. It's interesting because Terence came over Sunday, part of me wanted to see if there was something left. And from all indications, it is. I mean Terence still desires me but I don't look at him the same. The kisses were ..." "December 19, 2001 - John finally came over last night for his dinner a whole 2 weeks after his b-day...I put candles in John's cookies n cream ice cream cake and he blew them out. What was curious is that when he got down on his knees to blow out the candles he was down there for so long I thought he was praying but he eventually blew them out. I wonder what he was wishing for? Anyway, I wore one of my best dresses and underneath I wore black bra, panties and garter. Very sexy, right? While John certainly admired his woman's..." "January 4, 2002 - Happy New year ! Well at least I hope so. SO far its under way w/enrollment in the certification program at UCLA and a vigorous job search. Anyway, last week I had my first informal dinner party which included John, George, and CB. Everyone was late despite me setting an open time and telling folks that I was cooking. Dinner was salad, chicken, and rice. John was the latest and when he finally showed u at least bore gifts. HE left again and brought back tons of games. Dinner was cool and then we played games and got drunk. John was feeling extra randy, following me and mouthing the words "I want you." Before the guest could leave he had my pants ..." "November 25, 2001- ...I waited & 3 hours later he still had not called. So I called and let him know what I thought. He called later & apologized and we talked. He made up for it and we rode around together looking for my car. He then took me to the movies. Afterwards we went to the market and bought junk. John and I ate our junk food while watching "Seven" and held me. He continued to hold me and we kissed and eventually I fell asleep in his arms. It's interesting because the next night we were cuddling and he pulls me on top of him and starts..." The diary itself is in excellent condition made in Italy of beautiful soft leather with quality paper. VG. 
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LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA, SEATTLE, WASHINGTON 2002 Very Good Manuscript 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall 
On offer is a unique, one-of-a-kind and often quite bizarre handwritten journal and diary from a man going through a difficult and intense time in his life. The writing is interesting and occasionally quite strange, often going back and forth between straightforward thoughts and poetic expressions and passages. What is most evident from the beginning is that the author is going through a very difficult divorce. Here in this book is where he puts all his deepest and most intimate thoughts about his life, his failed relationship and his child. The journal begins with an original poem by the author, and then goes into a 16-page description of the breakdown and dissolution of his relationships and his whole life. “I think the only thing that kept me going was her. Life, on my side, had just about hit rock bottom. Newly divorced and the mental skid was on - I had packed one small bag, walked out the door and didn't look back til it was too late.... She was everything that woman I'd left behind wasn't. Full of energy, a lust for life, sexy as the sun and beautiful. She lit up something in me I didn't even know existed...” He writes living in a warehouse with no heat in Los Angeles, California. He never explicitly says it, but it seems he’s a carpenter, mentioning woodworking and house work a few time. It’s obvious from the writing that he’s miserable. He moves up to Seattle with the light of his life, his girlfriend Malea. It doesn’t work out well for his girlfriend: “Wasn't all that great for Malea, however, as my sister looked at her as the "other woman" - the one who had broke up my marriage, stolen her beloved sister-in-laws husband and apparently had done so without conscience.” At the end of the 16 pages, he writes: “I stayed with Malea - she was so beautiful. I think that was the beginning of the end.” The next page contains another original poem. After the poem comes a letter: “Dear Malea, it has been a long time since I have seen you - driving away from that airstrip in New Orleans...I have tried to remember you as a beautiful person. You know that from the last conversation we had on the phone. That's hard to do now. You told Adam that I was psychologically and/or verbally abusive to you and you felt he had taken my "side" in our break-up...” It seems she accused him of abusing her, physically and emotionally. By the tone of his writing, it might not be far from the truth: “You said that I treated you poorly - ‘not very well’ - your words. I tried. You could never see that. You didn't have a place to live, I gave you what I had. You had no one to help you move - your friends? Where were they? You always put on your bright and shiny face for them, never let them see that depression, the fear and anger in you. Then you tell them that I was abusive. Fuck you. Your conscience will follow you all the days of your life no matter how you try to convince yourself otherwise. Fuck your therapist. That stupid bitch wouldn't counsel us, yet felt she could counsel you on..." More poems follow, as well as short dated entries that focus on the other side of his life, apart from his breakup. He comments on his work and, in November, 2002, on George W. Bush as president and the war in Iraq. There are also his personal goals: “relationship with Heather [first wife] and Finnley [his child]. Spiritual growth - relating the presence of the Lord to life.” The rest of the pages are devoted to sketches of carpentry related work, and a few torn pages used for estimates, drawings, materials etc... It appears the author used the book as his diary and also for a bit of his work. The combination is very interesting and unique. The book is approximately 50 pages in length. Almost all the pages have writing in them. About 30 or so of those pages are his journal and thoughts and the rest are the pages devoted to his work as a carpenter. The book is a ring binder in good condition. The covers show aesthetic wear, especially on the edges, but nothing structurally. All the pages are still attached to the rings. There is some wear on the beginning and end pages, but all else still look good. The handwriting is easy to read, in a combination of pencil and blue and black ink. The pencil is slightly faded, but can still be easily read. The book is 9” x 12” inches in size. OVERALL: VG 
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KENTUCKY LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA 2004 Good+ Manuscript 12mo - over 6¾" - 7¾" tall 
On offer is a fascinating manuscript relic of early 21st Century gay and homosexual lifestyle, thought and desire for celebrity as written by an unidentified country music singer who travels with a friend named "Lynn" writes 95+ pages of mostly stream of consciousness thought, musical lyrics and poetry from December 5th, 2004 through January 4th 2005 when the author travels from his native Kentucky through Tennessee, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and finally to Los Angeles California to further his singing career and in the end have a binge of sex, suicidal thoughts, song writing and off kilter relationships with men and women. While not a long period of time the author packs a lot of sensational narrative into this 9.25 x 7.25 inch book. Here are some snippets: "December 5th - First day of my adventure. feeling fat and it's a very bad hair day. Lynn said something interesting "be honest" and its true, here's a chance for a fresh start. No stories and i dont have to lie about anything. I'm very scared and have been a long time. its good not to be moving in the car anymore today. If i make it through this i'll will reward myself somehow, leap and the net will appear. Details: i got carded. only somewhat pleasing because it deals with vanity. God loves me !!! thank you Maya. excuse me Miss Angelou. I'm about to find out if i truly have a voice in the world. give me the strength....have to start taking care of myself but what can i say i love being loved. still strangely, unemotional need a guitar and more money. i wondered why i take the loneliness of the world on my own shoulders while i drive the backstreets of Kentucky. or could it perhaps be one of the loneliest people in it? more vanity, i dont really want fame whatever fame means. i want to write, sing, make records..." "...images of sex and spirituality haunt me. there's something darkly sensual, attractive about that. just like anyone else i am merely a passport photo away from fatalistic proportions and properties. a tumbling wave of insecurities. barflies and tongue ties as thunder turns to sound..." "December 6th - Lynn cries. i dont have much to say because i've had too much to drink. felt at the very least amorous. looking for some love. other then an incredible bummer for Lynn, i had a great time. Nashville, funny tacky, music sucked. Getting fatter. Francis needs me to write some great songs. We have to leave Nashville Tennessee. I miss brian. Too much beer. i will write everyday. we drive tomorrow.,.." "you can take my life, and all that it projects - give me all your love, give me all your time - all i want is better sex, i've tried to be the man, the stars say i should be, tried to be the husband, that let the wife be free, tried to be the lover, that turned the blind eye, tried to be the artist, that didnt want die, i wanted to be your father, to be your little boy, i wanted to be perfect, i even tried to be your toy, tried to be the prophet, tried to be the sage, then i turned into the guy, (that turned your heart to rage), bound and gagged inside my cage, where i'm on display, where my submission rests, on being straight or gay, i wish that i could tell you, but for inside my mouth (the apple), what i want is just a game, as i travel south, and like the fatlet pig, i'll squeal at your command, i exist for pleasure, i live to understand, i wont learn from violence, wont hear your silver words, just leave me there alone, and make me feel absurd. My fantasy's not flesh, or faith in your new fashion, its being owned, i find my festering passion, never let me go, never let me down, you can leave me hanging, while your on your way to leaving town." "December 9th -much money on the phone last night its ridiculous. I get to a point where i feel so lonely that i have to hear a friendly voice on the phone just to go to sleep. I no longer think i drink to sleep because thats not enough either. why am i so lonely? I know i'm not the first to feel this way. its like a sickness i feel sick with it. there is no medicine and the only cure is love and acceptance. no omens today? maybe this is it... there is so much segregation it's criminal and yet i find my self fearing people because of the colour of their skin. I'm afraid of getting mugged. I woke up with anxiety. half dreaming i would jump out the window. this shit has just got to stop..." "December 11th - Another Austin sunset. Larry's gone and Lynn said they dumped each other. last night was strange in a fitful way... I had fun with Lynn always do but we were in a rush to get to the show. had a couple glasses of wine in my room and then on to Evita's from there we saw the show. afterwards we were supposed to hook up with Larry but never did. Lynn went to the hotel and i went to Casino's el camino. I met guy there and really threw it on thick with the french accent. it's fun to be someone else. we ended up messing around a bit but he was too uncomfortable and left. it was interesting but i shouldnt do that too much. in need to let people get to know the real me. I'm too much of an actor. finally got Larry on the phone at 4:30am and told him that Lynn was upset and felt like a groupie and that i was mad at him for making her feel that way. ..Completely filled with anxiety today Lynn is emotional. I'm cold." "...So, here we are driving across the oldest land i've ever set foot on. the desert is spectacular. the animals, texas cows, lambs, horses and an alarmingly short order of buffalo. we were both getting anxious toward the end too long in the car and its getting colder, and we are very tired. for me it was being up too late last night. when i got back to the hotel i found myself leafing through a fag rag that i had picked up at the club. I called a prostitute desperate and alone. i couldnt afford it but the conversation excited me to no end. he had the wrong room number to my hotel and i found it impossible to say no. the thought of an impending sexual encounter with an Austin College man was too much for me to deny. i figured he would go to the wrong room and be done with it. inevitably he put two and two together and found my room. i answered and apologized " couldn't get the money out of the >>>>" i stumbled he finished the sentence and asked to come in anyway. i gave him a beer he said i was cute and to come sit next to him. we made ...." December 15 - "finally made it to LOS ANGELES what a let down, no welcoming committee here i'll tell ya. I was so scared to get here and now all i can think of is money and where the hell i'm going to stay. Lynn wants to leave anyway. we felt great coming into the city no anxiety but now that we're in the same room there is tension. i need to smoke when i write. I am now at the last chance saloon. Ray Charles too long gone now...i want to be alone...We had a very enchanting afternoon drinking our champagne and touching the water. oh god the water, yeah we made it. alone in another bar. i love these alters of decadence and stories so long your a year older before you're finished hearing them. still theres no one to talk to. Still i'm glasd im here and an determined to make the absolute best of this palm tree laden pit of hell. i belong here as much as anyone..." December 16th - "...Greg, Ian and Dixon in a panic about a place to stay. Dixon said that if i had a hit record that these mother f's would be all over me. well i guess im here to make one. it looks like i'll end up in the dorm of a hostel here in Venice with five other guys. I'm really depressed about it but its the cheapest way to live. ..." December 17th - "im exhausted. i was so depressed yesterday but i got some money from mom and dad, i have a place to stay for a week. what a shit hole but its cool in a romantic way. i've done exactly what i said i would do; rent a crummy room to write in. it was a panic to get thid but its feels exhilarating and frightening all at the same time. must get a guitar soon and a little more money. mostly i feel lonely but a couple of days to myself should be good for me. there's a couple of alcoholics living in a fxxckng car right outside my window. its a little frightening but interesting to listen to their conversation. i need not feel so bad for myself when i've got that going on so close to me..." "...i see the woman brushing her hair in car she lives in. i want to take her picture. there is a sense of truth in her. i cant explain it. i want to talk with her to know her name. why is she there, can she hear me? does she even know im here? would she care if she knew i was. whats her story, i want to read it. i want to drink it down with my next meal..." "...i went out with Lynn last night and had a nice meal and then we went to blues club where they let me sing a song. people really loved it and i was more than happy to have done it. people were coming up to me the whole time complimenting me. the applause was gratifying. We met a really cute young man that Lynn had seen earlier the same day at a market in Malibu. he quickly fell in love with her and she rushed off to meet him at the beach. it was really sweet. we need to play more. someone put $600 into my account today, a very nice surprise. i should stop my fxckng whining. i'm a spoiled brat..." 
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LOS ANGELES [?] 2008 Soft Cover Good- Manuscript 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall / 
On offer is an interesting, unattributed, undated 21-page notepad of an African American stand-up comedian written sometime after 2008 (from references to President Barack Obama), this stream-of conciousness, rather profane narrative gives an insight into the hard-scrabble life of poor, inner-city blacks. For a social or urban historian, these jokes gloss over the grim realities experienced by many who inhabit a partially-hidden underclass. Replete with references to sex, it also includes some interesting observations about policing in inner cities. EDITOR'S NOTE: While no location is mentioned we have anecdotal information that the author lived in Los Angeles. The book was also sourced there. 
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