看一会儿就会喘不上来气儿的感觉四个字如鲠在喉今天 the states也加速了看这片尤其唏嘘i worth no more and no less than u. We break wondows, we burn things, cuz war is the only language men listen to. 战争是我的职责死亡是我的归属成为Suffragete没有回头路啊
最后Wallace在人群中起舞像群体里的孤独者抛开一切名誉、担忧、烦恼镜头向上扫“Huh. A ceiling tile” “You also can expect that someone who’s willing to read and read hard a thousand-page book is gonna be someone with some loneliness issues.”