I wanted to be Holden Caulfield, then I wanted to be with Holden Caulfield, I even went through aphasia were i just wanted to shake Holden and tell him to grow up, and now in my thirties I want to be Holden's father, hold him and tell him it's not as bad as it seems and that the world, messed up as it is, still has hope. - unlike Holden, we do grow up.
contemporary art, culture and criticism from a Jewish-Eskimo in the Pacific Northwest.
R.I.P. J.D. Salinger
I wanted to be Holden Caulfield, then I wanted to be with Holden Caulfield, I even went through aphasia were i just wanted to shake Holden and tell him to grow up, and now in my thirties I want to be Holden's father, hold him and tell him it's not as bad as it seems and that the world, messed up as it is, still has hope. - unlike Holden, we do grow up.
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