From my rotting body, flowers shall grow…
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Gwyrdd, Rhif Dau
I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.
Walk On By…
If I gave up the coffee I’d have to take my whiskey neat.
Bernhard Nocht Straße 59
On every street in every city, there’s a nobody who dreams of being a somebody.
Forza Milano
Even bad coffee is coffee, and therefore sacred.
Das Bett
If you can’t make them see the light, then make them feel the noise.
Fragments of Light 