Monday 5 October 2009

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I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October, says Sal in On the Road. I read this after I bought a plane ticket for Montreal, on my way to Lowell, Mass., for the 40th anniversary of Kerouac's death, October 21.

What do you want to get from that, somebody asked me. I'm not sure but know it's a kind of going home.

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