Tuesday, January 15, 2019

From ON THE ROAD, Kerouac

"I wanted to see Denver ten years ago when they were all children, and in the sunny cherry blossom morning of springtime in the Rockies rolling their hoops up the joyous alleys full of promise - the whole gang. And Dean, ragged and dirty, prowling by himself in his preoccupied frenzy."

I think I know Dean. Maybe I am him.

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