On the road with too much magic bus seems fitting to end the beat scene.
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Love that magic bus
Wait– What was that? I think I just heard Kerouac rolling over in his grave. Ha!
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April 27, 2008 at 6:59 am
Love that magic bus
April 27, 2008 at 12:04 pm
April 28, 2008 at 8:30 pm
Wait– What was that? I think I just heard Kerouac rolling over in his grave. Ha!