The Lost Novel: On Kerouac's "The Sea Is My Brother"
"The primordial scribblings preserved in 'The Sea is My Brother' offer us the fantasy of an unmediated encounter with Kerouac."
"The primordial scribblings preserved in 'The Sea is My Brother' offer us the fantasy of an unmediated encounter with Kerouac."
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