Every Reiteration Of The Idea That Nothing

Welcome To Chicago. This Town Stinks Like A Whorehouse At Low Tide.

We Must Have A Pie. Stress Cannot Exist In The Presence Of A Pie.

Here Is A Sovereign Talisman Against Regret: Never Do That Which Might Engender It.

The Dream And The Film Are The Juxtaposition Of Images In Order To Answer A Question.

Luck, If There Is Such A Thing, Is Either Going To Favor Everyone Equally Or Going To Exhibit A Preference For The Prepared.