The letters of William Burroughs are sometimes strange and whimsical, sometimes, on the contrary, very realistic, angry, witty to the point of cynicism. Letters in which the naked thought of the most original and unusual writer of English-language nonconformism of the 20th century beats and pulsates. How did Burroughs come up with the ideas for the books that made him famous? How did he perceive modern events? What did you really think—without allowance for creative liberties—about love and sex, politics, writing, mind-expanding media? We haven’t met this Burroughs before - but it’s all the more interesting to get to know him.