Peter Orlovsky & Jack Kerouac squinting in late-afternoon sun, Wm. S. Burroughs with eyeglasses watching prone in olive-green army-surplus jacket, Moroccan boys interested, Port & Custom-house in background, where Peter & I docked on Yugoslave freighter from N.Y. carrying mss. _Naked Lunch_ letters, four years accumulated. Jack speed-typed Burroughs' _Interzone_ word-hoard, his own _On the Road_ just published, Peter readying to write his "Frist Poem." Jack left Tangier for Paris about a week later, April 5, 1957.