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There Are Times When Those Eyes Inside Your Brain Stare Back At You.

I Guess For Me Hemingway Is A Lot Like It Is For Others: He Goes Down Well When We Are Young.

I'm Going, She Said. I Love You But You're Crazy, You're Doomed.

I Drive Around The Streets An Inch Away From Weeping, Ashamed Of My Sentimentality And Possible Love.

Success Is Always Dangerous. It Can Make An Asshole Out Of Anybody.