it's just a dream, just a dream I had

[dearestmcadams]

It's the late forties. I'm sitting in City Lights bookstore in San Francisco (and the inside looks like Maxwell's in La Mesa) reading up on Kierkegaard. I look to my left and there's Jack Kerouac

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[bottledspider]

ifabodymeetabodycomin'throughtherhye

[dearestmcadams]

you're a prince (ess?)

[bottledspider]

ess, yes.