http://www.nytimes.com/2015/08/05/bo...-stories-below
"In the late 1960s and early ’70s, if you wanted a book by Iceberg Slim, the best-selling black writer in America, you didn’t go to a bookstore. You went to a black-owned barbershop or liquor store or gas station. Maybe you found a copy on a corner table down the block, or being passed around in prison.
The first and finest of his books was a memoir, “Pimp: The Story of My Life,” published in 1967. This was street literature, marketed as pulp. The New York Times didn’t merely not review “Pimp,” Justin Gifford notes in “Street Poison: The Biography of Iceberg Slim.” Given the book’s title, this newspaper wouldn’t even print an advertisement for it."
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