This book felt frantic. It reminds me of “Ulysses”. I felt like I was reading a scene from “Reefer Madness,” that old black and white movie, just more realistic. I can say it reminded me of most of my life. People in and out of your life. He coined the term “Beat.” I don’t really know what that is except I think his generation (slang included) is so similar to mine. Promiscuity, drugs, feeling lost, and looking for oneself. Maybe all of us are exactly the same, just with different clothing labels. It didn’t change my perspective…it just reminded me that there is a world outside of the confines of this cell. Freedom is so precious.