As a kid, we would drive up and down 77 North - that's our highway - there would be office buildings on the side of the highway and I'd be like, that's what my house is going to look like when I get older. I'm going to start making my house look like this.
The mistake is to imagine that perfection is possible when the very idea is unthinkable.
I think cursing is a bunch of malarkey.
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