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I’ve gotta get out of here, the protagonist decides, for the first time or maybe the fiftieth, taking stock of his humdrum town, suburban conformity, whatever he thinks is getting him down. The particulars of the prison are irrelevant; it’s the escape that matters. Someone—a friend or a rival, maybe just his own nagging self-doubt—bets against him: you’ll never go through with it. You’re not the type. But what none of the characters realize is that he’s exactly the type: bored, unsatisfied, greedy for new territory, if not to take for his own then to explore as if it were. American.
On The Road Again by Roxie Pell. (via therumpus)

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