The Nirvana Blues by John Nichols p.7

In the thirties, Steinbeckian Okies in Guthriesque droves staggered dispiritedly from he Redwood Forests to the Gulfstream Waters. In the fifties, Kerouacian beatniks tugged on lives that were just one endless run-n sentence after another.

This is a strange one. I loved Milagro Bean Fields Wars, and thought this would be a continuation, but I was wrong. Not sure if I will finish it.

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