Friday, May 11, 2007

Espaços onde (quase não) se pode respirar

Lloyd: What will you be drinking, sir?
Jack Torrance: Hair of the dog that bit me, Lloyd.
Lloyd: Women. Can't live with them, can't live without them.
Jack Torrance: Words of wisdom, Lloyd, my man. Words of wisdom.
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