ah-ah you are talented my friend. Perfect, perfect, what can I say? For a moment I was there with you and after this I think i shall brave the cold to watch the smoke blow from between my own lips. Inspired, and a little bit Beatnik, you've won my black heart.
That love conquers all, and is all the people of this world and the next need in order to live a long, fulfilling life. Whoever said that either is too ignorant to remember this story or was simply deprived of hearing it spoke in the low, husky voice of an elderly man beneath a lazy moon on a cold winter’s night.