I told Siri I was lonely.
Siri took my limp, little hand and with the cock of one aluminum eyebrow ever so slightly, she answered:
"Someone once said,
'All great and precious things are lonely.'
So it would seem you're in good company."
I want to be there where you are, where the ghost of Kerouac's shadow still looms in crackled corners.
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