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352 pages, Hardcover
First published August 14, 2012
The cabbie took Vanderbilt Avenue, and as they reached the roundabout near Grand Army Plaza, she started to give him directions.
"I know how to go," he said. "I have GPS." She remembered the elaborate driving instructions her mother used to give on the phone when they had company coming to Midwood--all the landmarks and lights and the ways you'd know you'd gone too far. Her mom had taken pride in it, in her skill at communicating complicated information so people understood. The problem with the world was that no one needed directions anymore."
Melora didn't care for Cassie's circle: the young artists, DJs, and actors. They dressed like hobos and stared at their cell phones. Sometimes they were talking to their parents. It was impossible to imagine the crown at Max's Kansas City in 1970 calling their parents. There would have been no pop art, no punk, no new wave, if youth then had been like the youth today."