Saturday, April 11, 2009
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"I took the Washington bus...went out of my way to see the Blue Ridge, heard the bird of Shenandoah and visited Stonewall Jackson's grave; at dusk stood expectorating in the Kanawha River and walked the hillbilly night of Charlston, West Virginia; at midnight Ashland, Kentucky...The dark and mysterious Ohio, and Cincinnati at dawn...the broken steamboats, the ancient signs, the grass and the ropes by the river. The endless poem." - from "On the Road" by Jack Kerouac
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