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Portrait of American run to its logical conclusion. Someday she’ll find herself in the same place as Billy, Jack, and the janitor. Cornered in the storm cellar of an old farmhouse by a white plastic grocery sack.
This is the dead end of the American experience.
By C.K. Turner5
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Portrait of American run to its logical conclusion. Someday she’ll find herself in the same place as Billy, Jack, and the janitor. Cornered in the storm cellar of an old farmhouse by a white plastic grocery sack.
This is the dead end of the American experience.