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By Jack Joseph Smith

Hitch hiking to Sonoita, Mexico via Mexicali, so Neil and Jack wouldn't get lo.st in Baja on their way down to Mazatlan. The hot and uncivilized border, Americans and Mexicans as well. Hitehhiking along the basin of the Sierra Madre. The gutar. The heavens LLed with stars, The pick up truck. Jack going blind from red dog. The healing by the Mexican doctor in the one horse Village. The constant memory of the first ride by the mad American. A convertable representive of the United States image. Hard alcohol was to stay away from. Even Tequila. Mazatlan; The Mazatlan hotel; hard wood up and down, all around. Afraid to dance with lovely girls in pink and white. The breaker wall against the cobble stone street, to and fro, connecting with the town, The beach in cove, Jack gazing in disbelief of the beauty; Neil, with his dad's portable typewriter gift bought by Francisco. Tiping sixty words a minute; doing push ups. 75ยข or centavos a night for high ceilings and a courtyard. Approached with Marihuana by two black haired American spealving young men,

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This page turns the road to Mazatlan into a sequence of border heat, trucks, stars, illness, beauty, and portable ambition.

The prose keeps traveling between hardship and wonder. Hot border crossings, blindness, tequila avoidance, typewriters, push ups, and beach beauty all occupy the same field. The result is a portrait of movement where glamour is never separate from bodily risk.

Claude

A long hitchhiking block. Sonoita, Mexicali, the Sierra Madre basin, stars, pickup trucks, Jack going blind from red dog, a Mexican doctor in a one-horse village, the mad American in a convertible as a representative of the US image, Mazatlan's Mazatlan Hotel with hardwood everywhere, the breaker wall against cobblestone, Neil doing push-ups with his father's portable typewriter gift from Francisco, at 75 cents a night for high ceilings, and two black-haired Americans approaching with marijuana.