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Lookalike – Tanya of the SLA – May 1974

November 21, 2022 – 9:54 am

West of Omaha Sean pulled into a truck stop. Sunrose bleached the prairie. AK, Pam walked into the diner filled with sleepy truckers in desperate need of a lift stronger than coffee. None of the long-haulers commented about hippies. The drivers wore their hair long too. AK, Pam, and Sean sat at the counter and […]

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BACK AND FORTH BY PETER NOLAN SMITH – CHAPTER 2 – FLATLANDS

December 9, 2017 – 11:04 am

I-90 weaved over the Berkshires and descended into the heavily forested Hudson Valley. Pam, AK, and Sean had been on the road two hours and they had no immediate plans to stop other than for gas or food. “You know Jack Kerouac started his trip south of here at the Bear Mountain Bridge. He had […]

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DANCE DANCE DANCE by Peter Nolan Smith

August 22, 2012 – 2:44 pm

After sunset AK, Pam, Helen, Flo, Rockford, and I ate a vegetarian dinner with Farmer Bob. The young Californian tended to the flower plantation surrounding the bungalow. We drank five bottles of cheap wine and smoked his homegrown pot. Farmer Bob believed in nature’s way. The seven of us danced to the music on the […]

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LOOKALIKE by Peter Nolan Smith

July 19, 2012 – 10:52 am

A four-lane bridge spanned the flooded Mississippi and the Torino sped past heavily loaded semi-trailers creeping up a steep bluff. Davenport, Iowa wasn’t a big city, but it had been even smaller in 1947, when Jack Kerouac had been dropped in the middle of the prairie by a trucker. The sun had set without his […]

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Whitey All Da Same

May 1, 2012 – 8:15 am

I went down to Minnie’s every Thursday evening to play some cards and drink a little. I fell asleep early and when I woke up around two A.M. I saw four white women and three dudes—two blacks and one white. I saw guns spread out all over the floor, an’ I asked them why they […]

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