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I LIKE TOO MANY THINGS AND GET ALL CONFUSED AND HUNG-UP RUNNING AROUND FROM ONE FALLEN STAR TO ANOTHER TILL I DROP. THIS IS THE NIGHT, WHAT IT DOES TO YOU. I HAD NOTHING TO OFFER EXCEPT MY OWN CONFUSION.
- JACK KEROUAC
- JACK KEROUAC
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