“On the way home, Allen stopped off in Kansas, eager to see Burroughs
once again. The two went through a Native American sweat lodge purification
ceremony that lasted all afternoon and evening. They even took in the new film
Naked Lunch by David Cronenberg, which was both horrific and funny. It was no
longer Burroughs’s novel, but a cut-up of all his works, presented as a
collage. Still, they both enjoyed seeing it.” Bill Morgan, I Celebrate Myself:
The Somewhat Private Life of Allen Ginsberg.