Loved this book, it was the fifth book I had read of Bukowski and even though this is not like Post-Office, Factotum, Women or Ham on Rye it certainly is amazing. It's a diary of his last days, you get to read his thoughts and his moaning and what he thinks of life. It's a very honest account and is definately one of my favourite Bukowski books. At times when reading this book I got the sense that Bukowski had had enough and you can sense that knows that his time is limited. It can be quite an emotional read for a Bukowski lover but it's definately worth reading as in no way does he lose his moxy, Bukowski will always be Bukowski to me; a man who highlights the absurdity in the way we live.