People like to stomp around to jams that instantly position them as scrappy and determined underdogs, overcoming tremendous odds. (...) These days, people seem to be perpetually gearing themselves up for the epic battle of merely existing. At the end of the day, jogging up to our front doors, we are all Rocky, reaching the summit, conquering that last step: “Just a man / and his will / to survive!” We rip our headphones off, triumphantly. We did it! Another day closer to death!
E mesmo assim as pessoas insistem em puxar conversa
Postado por Rodolfo S. Filho às 21:28
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