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arianasophia 's review for:
On the Road
by Jack Kerouac
really really into it at the beginning, and then it kind of lost me, around the time that dean moriarty falls out of the narrative a bit, but got straight back into it around part four. this feels very much like a relic of the past: this america does not exist, and it may never have. maybe that’s the whole point. i think im going to read a lot more of the beat generation from now on