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Comrade RockstarBy the time Dean came home in 1985, for different reasons - Johnny's bad back, Dixie's longings - they inhabited a world that was as flat as the yellow scrublands on the way up to Loveland from Denver. Dean's presence animated it, and they could not bear to let him go. Their delight seduced him; he was homesick; he saw an opportunity to move on one more time and he was determined to take it because it meant going home. In trying to solve the mystery of Dean's death, I made a kind of sodden progress and there were times I had the feeling that Dean had existed only in the desires of his friends and archivists. When I heard the stories and read the letters and listened to the taped phone calls, I felt I was hearing versions of what had become a kind of folk tale, passed on from one teller to another. Dixie saw Dean's return to America in grandiose terms. It would be the return of a great star, of a prodigal son. Dean wrote that he did not want her to be disappointed, that there were people who would be afraid of him because of his politics, and who would not answer her calls or letters ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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