And So There Is Magic.

Face Your Life, Its Pain, Its Pleasure, Leave No Path Untaken.

People Take On The Shapes Of The Songs And The Stories That Surround Them, Especially If They Don't Have Their Own Song.

So, If A City Has A Personality, Maybe It Also Has A Soul. Maybe It Dreams.

Then One Stupid Person, No Different From Any Other Stupid Person, Wanders Into Your Stupid Life... You Give Them A Piece Of You. They Don't Ask For It. They Do Something Dumb One Day, Like Kiss You Or Smile At You, And Then Your Life Isn't Your Own Anymore.

I Was A Stranger And You Took Me In. -joji G. Shoji, D. 1921