sábado, 19 de dezembro de 2009

A brief essay about sell-outs


Sabem aquela música do Meat Loaf que começa assim:


"On a hot summer night.
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"


Pois acontece que:


On a cold winter afternoon
while the wolves talked to me
I sold my soul for a cup of tea
and it fell damn good!

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