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Greyhound Tragedy by Richard Brautigan
She wanted her life to be a movie magazine tragedly like the death of a young star with long lines of people weeping and corpse more beautiful than a great painting,but she was never able to leave the small Oregon town she was born and raised in and go to Hollywood and die.
Thogh it was the Depression, her life was comfortable and untoched because her father was the manager of the local Penney`s and financially compassionate to his family.
Movies were the religion of her life and she attended every service with a bag of popcorn.
Movie magazines were her Bible that she studied with the zealousness of a doctor of divinity. She probably knew more about movies than the pope.
The years passed like the subscription to her magazines 1931-1938(until September 2)
Finally it was time to make her move if she were ever going to go to Hollywood.There was a young man who wanted to marry her. Her parents were very enthuasiastic about his prospects. They approved of him because he was a Ford salesman."Iu`s a company with a fine tradition,"her father said. Thing did not look good for her.
She spend months buildiing up the courage to go down to the bus station to find uot how much the fare to Hollywood cost.Sometimes she spent whole days thinking about the bus station. A few times she even got dizzy and had to sit down. It never dawbed on her that she she could have called on the telephone.
She made it a point during those nervous months never to go by the bus station.
Thinking about it all the time was one thing but actually seeing it was another.
Once she was driving downtown with her mother and her mother turned onto the street where the bus station was located and she asked her mother to please turn down another street because she wanted to buy something at a store on that street. Some shoes.
Her mother thpught nothing of it and made the turn. She didnt think to ask her daughter why her face was red but that was not unusual because she seldom thought to ask her anything.
One morning she was going top talk to her about all the movie magazines that came in the mail. Some days htey would jam up the mailbox so that she would have to use a srewdriver to get the mail out. But her mother had fotgotten about it by noon.
Her mothers memory had never been able to last until twelve.
It usually pooped out around 11:30,but she was a good cook if the recipes were simple.
Time was running out like the popcorn at a Clark Gable picture.
Her father had been dropping a lot of "hints" lately about her being out of high school for three years and perhapsit was time for her to think about something with her life.
He was not the local manager of Penney`s for nothing. Recently,actually about a year ago,he had become tired of watching his daughter sit around the house all the time. Reading movie magazines with her eyes wide as saucers. He had begun to think of her as bump on a log.
Her fathers hints happend to coincide with the young Ford salesmanns fourth proposal of marriage. She had turned down the other three saying that she needed time to think it over, which really meant that she she was trying to biuld up enogh courage to go down to the bus station and find out what the fare to Hollywood cost.
At least the pressure or her own longings and her fathers"hints" made her leave the house early one warm twilight, after getting out of doing the dinner dishes, and walk slowly down to the bus station. From March 10,1938m until the evening of September 2,1938,she had been wondering what a bus ticketto Hollywood cost.

The bus station was satrk,unromantic, and very distant from the silver sreen.
Two old people were sitting there on a bench waiting for a bus. The ol people was tired.
They wanted to be now at whereeve they were going. their suicase was like a burnedout light bulb.
The man who sold the tickets looked as if he could have sold anbything. He could just as well be selling washing machines or lwan furniture as tickets to other places.
She was red-faced and nervous. her heart felt out of place in the bus station.
She tried to act as if she were waiting for somebody to come in on the next bus, an aunt, as she worked desperately to build uo enough courage to ask now much it cost to go to Hollywood, but it didnt make any difference to anybody else what games she prentended.
Nobody looked at her, though she could rented herself out as an earthquake beet. They simply didnt care. It was a stupid night in September and she just didnt have enough nerve to find out how much the fare to Hollywood cost.
She cried all the way gome thorugh the warm, gentle Oregon night, wanting to die every time her feet touched the ground. There was no wind nd all the shadows were comforting. They were like cousins to her, so she maaried the young Ford salesman and drove a new car every year except for the Second World war.

She had two childre that she named Jean and Rudolph and tried to let her beautiful movie star death go at that,but now,thirty-one years later, she still blushes shen she passes the bus station.




Das ist das was ich verstanden habe:
Ein Mädchen weiß viel über Filme und will deshalb wie ein Star in Hollywood sterben da sie genau soviel weiß. Sie soll heiraten. Sie geht zur Bushaltestelle und schaut wievviel es kostet nach Hollywood zu fahren. Erst traut sie sich nich da ein altes ehepaar da sitzt und die Bushaltestelle nicht grad romantisch ist. Als sie wieder zur Bushalte geht aus dem gleichen grund kommen die eltern vorbei fragen was sie dort macht. sie sagt sie wolle nur schuhe kaufen. Am Ende entschliest sie zu heiraten und in ihrer heimat zu bleiben. Ein paar Jahre später ist sie nun glücklich verarheitet und hat Kinder.

meine Frage: was hat es mit der Bustation auf sich wieso der Preis?
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