Title: On the Road
Author: Jack Kerouac
Year: 1957
I found this book to be tedious and at times frustrating, though there were several poignant passages that I enjoyed; my favorite line was: "Holy flowers floating in the air, were all these tired faces in the dawn of Jazz America" (it reminds me of an Ezra Pound poem; can you guess which?).
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