A LITERARY BIOGRAPHY
The Stories of Robert L. Kaiser
"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."
"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."
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