| Quote #10
Early morning is a time of magic in Cannery Row. In the gray time after the light has come and before the sun has risen, the Row seems to hang suspended out of time in a silvery light. [ . . . ] It is the hour of the pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops to examine itself (14.1)
This is the time each day when the old Chinaman walks back up the hill (4.1), and boy is it gorgeous. We're talking pearls and silvery light—so is it possible that the people on Cannery Row live there because they actually like it?