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Mark Twain is in my top ten for those obsessed with death and dying,
Sometime in 1866, probably in his lodgings at the Occidental Hotel near Sutter and Montgomery, an impecunious freelance journalist named Samuel Clemens put a pistol to his head. We know this, or think we do, because of a marginal note he scribbled into a book the year before he died under his other name, Mark Twain.
When Twain put the pistol to his head that day in San Francisco, he couldn't know that he was holding the future of American literature at gunpoint. No man in that position ever knows just how much one bullet can wing. As always, best not to chance it.
SF Chronicle
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