Stand tall when people want to see you fall.

My Carmen," I said (I used to call her that sometimes) "we shall leave this raw sore town as soon as you get out of bed."  "... Because, really," I continued, "there is no point in staying here."  "There is no point in staying anywhere," said Lolita.

And from my place, and from the time that I went through my divorce, I also had my father pass away in the middle of all that. And it kind of made everything else just kind of like the back burner, you know.

Somos manchas vivas de aceite empujadas por pasillos de sombra

Written By William Gibson

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