Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin'from Rangoon to Mandalay? On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An'the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!
As a young child Audrey Carsons wanted to be writers because writers were rich and famous. They lounged around Singapore and Rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. They sniffed cocaine in Mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of Tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle.William S. Burroughs