I think land people waste a lot of time wondering why. Winter comes they can't wait for summer; summer comes they're living dread of winter. That's why you're never tired of travelling, with chasing some place far away, where there's always summer. That doesn't sound like a good
From Brazil to this, from govt. to corporation, from grey to color, from 1984 and Kafka to modern neon chaos...the evolution and repetition of Terry Guilliam.