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  • The Beat Road

    October’s Monday, morning,a grey drizzleclad the grey town,and the smell of shone-shineand wet cigarettesstill with lipstick marksand the soured beeron the short dressesthat slide up the thighsof th

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What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though.
— J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye