They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn…
Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 1, Ch. 1
Father and Daughter Playing Guitars
A worker on the farm of Afrikaner Johan Richter plays the guitar with his daughter on a Sunday morning before he goes to work as a field hand. The father works 60 hours a week for a salary of $30 a month.
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Reblogged from World Cultures
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