And that was the night
Dean met Carlo Marx. A tremendous thing happened when Dean met Carlo Marx. Two keen minds that they are, they took to each other at the
d
r
o
p of a hat. Two piercing eyes glanced into two
p-i-e-r-c-i-n-g
eyes - the holy con-man with the
dark mind that is
Carlo Marx. From that moment on I saw very little of Dean, and I was a little sorry too. Their energies met head-on,
I was a lout compare, I couldn't keep up with them.
The whole mad
sil
of everything that was to come began then; it would mix up all my friends and all I had left of my family in a big dust cloud in the
road over the American
Night.
-
Jack Kerouac