Altea 1983... Wherever she was, then, and wherever she went, she left behind a cluttered trail of bad chess moves, or unfinished box scores, and half-read books. ( Me, Myself and I )
Who cares about money?! This is art, you blockhead! This is great music I’m playing, and playing great music is an art! Do you hear me? An art! Art! Art! Art! Art! Art!
Schroeder (Peanuts)
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