10,000Afternoons

10,000Afternoons

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BREATHING
LIKE
HOUDINI

A LITERARY BIOGRAPHY

visiting with houdini

 The Stories of Robert L. Kaiser                                                          

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"They crouched among gnarled trees in the dark, their eyes trained on the entrance of 4101 S. Federal St., a tattered high-rise in the Robert Taylor Homes. The expressway moaned with traffic."

 

Sweaty Sociologist

 

"In the morning, after Moll has checked out and resumed her journey through the lonely, flat sprawl of east-central Illinois, Bice will wake his daughter, Katharine, who like many 14-year-olds, is not easy to rouse. And Campbell will begin packing his truck. "Sir? You finished in your room?" Hitchens will ask him. And Campbell will say: "Yeah, I'll be out in about 10 minutes." But for now, it's time to sleep. At 1:34 a.m., Moll turns out the last light at the Carousel Inn Motel, and Room 59 fades to black. It's getting late in America."

 

'Inns of Past Still Have a Place in U.S,'

Chicago Tribune

1997