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The Stuntwood
"But
then they danced down the streets like dinglebodies, and I shambled after as
I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only
people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that
never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous
yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the
middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"-
Jack Kerouac.
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