“she remembered drifters she had listened to….
…and walkers along the roads at night zooming in and out of your headlights without looking up, too far from any town to have a real destination.”
-Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49
“she remembered drifters she had listened to….
…and walkers along the roads at night zooming in and out of your headlights without looking up, too far from any town to have a real destination.”
-Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49
