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I've the strongest itch to hitch rides from NYC to Denver to New Orleans to Texas to Mexico to San Francisco.
I want Neal Cassady by my side as I go visit William Burroughs and his terrible junk habit while he hands me a tea stick and tells me supper is almost ready.
I want to dig haikus and the Mississippi river, steal cars and ride naked.
And I would love nothing more than to wail "GO GO GO!" at a Ginsberg while chugging cheap Chianti at the Six.
This will forever be the year that a downtown homosexual Jewish beatnik intimate in the ways of pot and Benzedrine stole my heart.
I want Neal Cassady by my side as I go visit William Burroughs and his terrible junk habit while he hands me a tea stick and tells me supper is almost ready.
I want to dig haikus and the Mississippi river, steal cars and ride naked.
And I would love nothing more than to wail "GO GO GO!" at a Ginsberg while chugging cheap Chianti at the Six.
This will forever be the year that a downtown homosexual Jewish beatnik intimate in the ways of pot and Benzedrine stole my heart.