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“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.” ~ Jack Kerouac
What a find. This beautiful image by Pruszkowski showed up on my Tumblr dash. I had never seen it before. I just love it. Reblogged from other-wordly: Mus…