Expect tales of clubbing in the eighties, all the while dressed in clothes by Ed Marler and Ryan Lo.
Expect tales of "a sushi clock", the world of the geisha and, in Kyoto, people "taking pictures of people taking pictures" during cherry blossom season.
When Ravitch, who is 80, is invited to lecture or debate or op-edify, his hosts expect tales of fiscal imprudence heading toward a grim comeuppance; they are not disappointed.
Expect tales of hanging out with Marlene in early 80s Peckham and a few more from The Green Green Grass, the Boycie spinoff that was filmed, fact fans, at Challis's actual house.
Anyone who has read the rest of Burroughs's non-fiction output – the wildly popular Running With Scissors, about his chaotic, neglected childhood; Dry, about his later alcohol and drug abuse and loss of a partner to HIV; and the other three volumes of his memoirs – knows not to expect tales of festive cheer from this latest book.
And as you might expect, tales run the gamut from some of the most cooperative government agencies in Northern California, to the militaristic enforcement of the War on Drugs in East Coast states.
What he finds is not what he expects: "My tale lived there, the tale of my life and my land, but the land was another, it had another name, and I had been removed from it".
Mr. Jordan expects his tale to be familiar to some theatergoers.
The personal story is a sad and anguished one, partly in ways you wouldn't expect — a tale of misery unto death, and of survival, with a surprise ending I won't give away.
